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VIRTUAL SCREENPLAY: “STAR WARS: EPISODE VIII – DARK FORCE RISING”

v. 1.0

by Timothy Zahn

Script Adaptation by Christopher McElroy ([email protected])The following is a “what if?” screenplay, incorporating material published by Bantam Books, West End Games, and Dark Horse Comics. No copyright infringement is intended. The following is for entertainment purposes only.

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EXT. SPACE (FX)

TITLE CARD: A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...

A vast sea of stars serves as the backdrop for the main title. War drums echo through the heavens as a rollup slowly crawls into infinity…

Episode VIII DARK FORCE RISING

The Galactic Empire, under the command of Grand Admiral Thrawn, has returned from near-destruction and leveled a stunning blow at the New Republic with an attack on the Republic starfleet at Sluis Van.

Meanwhile, Luke Skywalker and his friends scramble to clear the name of Admiral Ackbar, accused of treason by the overambitious Bothan senator Borsk Fey’yla.

Having failed to take the fleet at Sluis Van, Thrawn now seeks revenge on those responsible -- starting with the smuggler chief, Talon Karrde.....

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EXT. SPACE

The Star Destroyer Chimaera rumbles in space over the forest world of Myrkr. Two Imperial heavy shuttles launch from the docking bay, heading for the surface.

INT. CHIMAERA BRIDGE

Grand Admiral Thrawn sits in a chair installed on the command ramp of the Chimaera’s bridge. Captain Gilad Pellaeon is standing beside him. Pellaeon is fidgety, glancing over at Thrawn, then back to the view outside.

THRAWN: You’re wondering why we haven’t attacked yet. PELLAEON: (a beat) Yes, sir. THRAWN: I’m waiting for our observers in Hyllard City. Any flurry of activity out there will lead us to Karrde’s contacts. And then to him. PELLAEON: You think he’s no longer at his base? THRAWN: No, he’s long gone. But our forces badly need the practice. (beat) Signal General Covell to begin. PELLAEON: Yes, sir.

Pellaeon moves to a side console at the back of the bridge, and activates a panel.

PELLAEON: This is the Chimaera. Launch attack.

EXT. FOREST -- MYRKR

The three heavy shuttles have landed alongside two open carrier ships. Three AT-ATs, backed up by about four AT-STs, stomp out of the carriers and toward the forest, blasting trees in front of them.


Close shot of Thrawn as he sits, waiting.

INT. AT-AT WALKER COCKPIT

Inside one of the walker cockpit, General Covell studies a tactical display showing his forces moving through the forest. Outside the viewport, giant trees are felled by the walker’s mighty feet.

GENERAL COVELL: (into a comlink) Unit Two, bring it up.

EXT. FOREST BASE -- MYRKR

The Imperial attack force smashes through the last of the tree cover and stomps into Talon Karrde’s forest base. It’s clearly abandoned, and has been for some time. A pan shot reveals more AT-AT’s coming in from another direction, followed by AT-ST’s.


Thrawn listens to the chatter over the comm.

AT-AT COMMANDER: (V.O.) I’m picking up twenty life readings from the main building. They don’t register as human. COVELL: (V.O.) Check it out.

INT. TREE ROOM

The door to the tree room of the base explodes outward, and a dozen stormtroopers tear into the room with rifles raised. A close look at the tree reveals the Ysalamiri on them.


Thrawn listening.

STORMTROOPER: (V.O.) It’s just more of those Ysalamiri. COVELL: (V.O.) Set up a defense perimeter. Signal the scanning crew when ready. The Grand Admiral wants this place taken apart.

EXT. SPACE -- MYRKR

A distant shot of the Star Destroyer orbiting the planet. The camera pans away from the Chimaera...

Far off in the distance from Myrkr and the Star Destroyer is a huge asteroid.... and on the other side of it, Talon Karrde’s freighter, the Wild Karrde.

INT. WILD KARRDE - BRIDGE

Talon Karrde and Mara Jade are sitting in the pilot and co-pilot chairs respectively, listening to the Imperial chatter over the speakers.

STORMTROOPER: (V.O.) Very good, General. Proceed with the dismantling...

Mara turns off the speakers. Karrde stares placidly out the window at the asteroid. The Star Destroyer is just barely visible beyond the asteroid’s edge.

MARA: I suppose that’s it, then. Shouldn’t we be going?

Karrde takes a deep breath.

TALON: Not just yet. I want to see if we left anything behind. Something that might point to our base at Rishi. MARA: Forget it. We’re clean. TALON: (stares at Mara) Are you willing to stake your life on that? MARA: (beat, looks away) No. TALON: Neither am I. So we wait. MARA: You know, hiding behind an asteroid is the oldest trick in the book. TALON: No one in his right mind would stop running from a man like Thrawn. At least not until he’s a good deal farther away. MARA: Are you willing to stake your life on that?

Talon doesn’t answer.


Pellaeon turns from the rear console at the back of the bridge and looks over at Thrawn.

PELLAEON: (sounding defeated) Nothing in the base itself, and nothing at Hyllard City. Well, that’s that. THRAWN: (quiet and thoughtful) Perhaps not. Key for a midrange scan of the system.

Pellaeon turns and does so. Close shot of the holo-display as it reveals the asteroid nearby.

THRAWN: Nothing remarkable about it...is there? (meets Pellaeon’s surprised gaze, shakes his head) No, don’t do a close scan. We don’t want to scare him off. PELLAEON: Sir, with all due respect, I don’t see any sign that anything’s out there. THRAWN: I don’t either. But there’s really no better place for him to watch us. PELLAEON: I doubt he’s that stupid. THRAWN: I’ve seen the artwork he collects. He’s much like me.... he craves information. And in a few minutes, once our Interdictor arrives.... I’ll give him all the information he could want about our interrogation devices.

INT. WILD KARRDE BRIDGE

Mara is getting increasingly uneasy.

MARA: Can we get out of here now?!?TALON: Relax. They can’t possibly know we’re here --

The door behind them opens, and Aves comes in dragging Sturm and Drang, the vornskrs.... or rather, being dragged by them. Sturm and Drang are growling and snarling at Mara, to the exclusion of all else.

AVES: Sorry, sir. I couldn’t stop ‘em. I figured maybe they wanted to see you. TALON: What’s the matter with you two? We’re busy --

Talon abruptly realizes how intent they are at Mara, and stares at her in confusion.

TALON: Are you doing something, Mara?

Mara doesn’t answer, but her eyes betray a little fear. Talon stares at her a moment more, then leans down and speaks to the vornskrs like they’re children.

TALON: Come on, guys, that’s Mara. Mara. A friend. You hear me?

Mara’s eyes turn back to the screen, as the camera slowly zooms in on her. A growing hum...the Force theme playing.........and her hands suddenly move in a blur over the controls --

MARA: HOLD ON TO SOMETHING!!

EXT. SPACE -- MYRKR

The Wild Karrde blasts away from the asteroid at top speed -- just as the Interdictor tears in from hyperspace nearby.


Aves hurriedly pulls the vornskrs off the bridge as Talon and Mara furiously pilot the ship.

TALON: How long before they have us in a gravity well? MARA: A minute at best. I’m calculating as fast as I can.


Thrawn whirls from the forward window, shocked.

THRAWN: How did they know....? (to Pellaeon) Launch fighters. Don’t let them get away.

EXT. SPACE

The Wild Karrde races away from the Interdictor and Star Destroyer, as pursuing TIEs become visible in the distance....


Close shot: On the console, an alarm goes off as the Interdictor’s gravity well powers up --

TALON: NOW OR NEVER, MARA!!MARA: HANG ON!!!

She pulls the levers, and the Wild Karrde screams into hyperspace with the blur of starlines.

EXT. SPACE

The Wild Karrde streaks away.


Thrawn is rubbing his chin as he looks out the window.

THRAWN: Interesting. Very interesting, indeed.


Talon has gotten up, stretching his arms. Mara stares dead ahead at nothing in particular. She swipes at her eyes angrily, wiping away tears.

TALON: Damn, that was too close. We were lucky. (looks over at Mara) Or was it more than that?

Mara can’t even look at him.

MARA: (quiet) I can’t turn it off and on. Not anymore.

Talon sits down, looking at his second-in-command in a new light.

TALON: So...I was right. You were a Jedi. MARA: (shakes her head) Not exactly.

Talon is slightly disappointed. He shrugs, gets up and turns away to leave.

MARA: You gonna tell me about the warships?

Talon freezes at the door. He slowly turns back.

TALON: What warships?

Mara finally looks back at him.

MARA: The ones you were so careful not to tell Thrawn about. You promised to tell me later. This is later.

Talon moves back to his seat, facing Mara.

TALON: Have you ever heard of the Katana fleet? MARA: (as if reciting from a book) A fleet of two hundred Rendili Dreadnaughts, launched ten years before the Clone Wars. Only one crewed ship needed, as all the other ships were slave-circuited to the flagship. Only they didn’t figure on a hive virus killing the lone crew -- but not before one delirious crewmember sent the whole fleet on a random hyperjump to who knows where. TALON: You know your history. What would you say if I told you I knew where all 200 of those ships were?

Mara is stunned.

MARA: The Dark Force...you-you found the Dark Force?

The camera slowly zooms in on Karrde as he tells the story.

TALON: It was about.... fifteen years ago. I was a navigator for a smuggler group. We were getting chased all over the galaxy by Imperials. We had no time to calculate a course -- we just hyperjumped at random, hoping not to get killed. Anyway, we pulled out of hyperspace, and there it was, in front of us. A pair of Rendili Stardrive Dreadnaughts. We panicked, thought it was those damn Imperials again. Made another jump. Flew right into an asteroid. Eight dead before we made our way back to civilization. It wasn’t until we were safely on another world that I could look over the data.... and find out there were a helluva lot more Dreadnaughts out there. About two hundred of ‘em.

Mara quietly absorbs all this new information.

MARA: You know.... selling those ships to the Empire might be a good way to get them off our back.TALON: I thought you didn’t care for the Empire. MARA: Well, what else are you gonna do? Sell ‘em to the Republic? TALON: At the moment, I’m gonna do nothing with ‘em. It’s the same problem we had with Skywalker. You help one side, and the other goes after you. No, it’d be better at this point just to stay neutral and stay out of sight.

Mara’s eyes return to the viewport, as she thinks quietly to herself.

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EXT. SPACE - SLUIS VAN

The devastated orbital shipyards of Sluis Van. Several large ships float around the complex, in various states of repair.

INT. SLUIS VAN SPACEDOCK – MEDICAL WING

A packed medical ward, filled with people. Medical droids and humanoid doctors are tending to various wounded. Lando is sitting by a desk, bandaged up and looking at a datapad. Luke Skywalker walks around various people and heads up to Lando.

LUKE: Lando, good news. The Sluissi say you can take your mole miners out of here at any time. LANDO: (relieved) Oh, thank you. You don’t know what I went through to get those. How’s the work on your X-Wing going? LUKE: (sigh) Bureaucratic red tape. Wedge says it’ll be a few hours at best.

Lando suddenly grabs Luke’s sleeve, sniffing it.

LUKE: Lando? LANDO: (to himself) Carababba tabac...with armudu spice...(looks up) Luke, where were you just now? LUKE: The reception area, at one of the comm desks. Why?

Lando hauls himself up painfully, using Luke’s arm. He starts hobbling toward the door.

LANDO: Come on!

INT. SPACEDOCK CORRIDOR

A wide corridor bustling with people of various races. Lando is leading Luke along.

LANDO: (fading in as he comes up).... big, thick, probably with a beard, definitely with a cigar. His name is Niles Ferrier. He’s one of the best spaceship thieves in the galaxy. Where’s the nearest repair bay from here? LUKE: Um.... Corridor Six. LANDO: That’s where he’s going. Get out your saber.

INT. CORRIDOR SIX -- SPACEDOCK

This darkened corridor is completely deserted, as are the adjoining offices and workrooms. Luke leads ahead, lightsaber lit.

LANDO: (whisper) You have a spare blaster? LUKE: (whisper) I don’t use blasters anymore. LANDO: (whisper) Oh, this is vintage Ferrier. One of his favorite tricks, hacking into station computers and fiddling work assignments around so that no one’s where he wants to work -- LUKE: (whisper) Hold it. (the two stop) Six humans, two aliens. I don’t recognize either species. LANDO: (whisper) Watch ‘em. Aliens in Ferrier’s gang are usually hired for their muscle.

The two start forward again. Suddenly, a blaster bolt shoots out at the two. Luke deftly blocks it with his lightsaber.

LUKE: Get behind me!

Luke blocks several more shots, as Lando jumps behind him. Suddenly, from ahead, a shadow detaches from the wall and lunges at them. Lando gasps at the sight. The “shadow” has no texture or detail, but has a slightly fluid shape and is near absolute-black in color. Luke throws out a hand, and the shadow is knocked back several feet by the power of the Force. The blasters go silent.

LANDO: Good job. Allow me....

Lando steps forward.

LANDO: (louder) Ferrier, this is Lando Calrissian. Call your men off. I’ve got Luke Skywalker with me. The guy who took down Darth Vader. UNSEEN VOICE: (from the shadows) What was that name again? LANDO: Lando Calrissian. Remember that botched Phreatiss run, ten years ago? UNSEEN VOICE: (pause) Yeah, I remember.

Niles Ferrier comes out of the shadows. He is much as Lando described him – short, pudgy, bearded and smoking a huge cigar.

NILES: What do you want? LANDO: A deal. And bring out all the others.

A beat, then Ferrier nods behind him. A tall, thin insectoid and five grubby humans come out of the shadow.

LANDO: Got to hand it you, Ferrier. You’re fast. Maybe thirty hours since the attack, and you’re already here. And with a tame Verpine yet. NILES: You mentioned a deal. So deal. LANDO: Were you in on the attack with the Empire? If so, we can’t deal. NILES: The Empire wants warships. Lots of ‘em. Twenty percent over market value for anything that can fly and fight.

Lando and Luke look at each other in surprise.

LANDO: That’s odd.... they lose a shipyard or something? NILES: You want to deal, or just talk? LANDO: All right, here’s the deal. You leave here right now, and I’ll let you get out of the system before I drop the hammer with the authorities. NILES: (sarcastic) How generous of you. What do you really want? LANDO: I just want you out of here. NILES: (a cold note in his voice) I don’t take well to threats. LANDO: Then take it as a friendly warning. But take it seriously.

The “shadow” being regains his feet, and looms next to Niles. Lando and Luke stare at it in wonder.

NILES: Like my wraith, huh? A Defel. They absorb all visible light. (to Luke) So what do you think of this deal, Mr. “Guardian of Peace and Justice?” LUKE: If you haven’t stolen anything yet, you can leave. LANDO: Oh, and I want your slicer codes, too.

Niles isn’t too happy with that, but motions for the Verpine to hand Lando a datapad.

LANDO: (taking the datapad) Okay. You’ve got one hour. Have a nice day.

Grumbling amongst themselves, the pirate gang starts to leave.

NILES: Maybe someday, I can return the favor, huh?

He turns and leaves with the others. Luke lets out a breath and extinguishes his lightsaber.

LUKE: So now what? LANDO: (holding up the datapad and grinning) We use these codes to get your X-Wing fixed and on its way. LUKE: (smiles) Ah...LANDO: Come on, let’s get cracking.

The two turn and leave.

EXT. SPACE – CORUSCANT

The Millennium Falcon roars through space toward the glittering world of Coruscant.

EXT. CORUSCANT -- DAY

The Millennium Falcon swoops over the bustling skies of Coruscant. The normally sunny city-planet is blanketed in dark overcast clouds today. The pirate starship slowly settles in for a landing on a high platform as thunder rumbles in the distance.

EXT. LANDING PLATFORM

In the far distance, the foreboding Imperial Palace looms over the other buildings. The pregnant Princess Leia moves from underneath the canopy of the platform’s accessway as the Falcon’s ramp lowers and Han climbs out. He runs up to Leia, embracing her lovingly (but carefully considering her belly).

HAN: Hi, honey. Miss me? LEIA: (quickly returning the hug) Come on, we’ve got to go.

Han and Leia start across the platform ramp to where Chewbacca is waiting under the canopy. He barks a greeting.

HAN: Chewie -- thanks for taking care of her.

Chewie offers a noncommittal grumble. Han eyes him curiously for a moment, and then follows Leia along the accessway.

HAN: So, what have I missed? LEIA: There was a break-in at the Central Bank of Coruscant the morning of the attack. The investigators ran a check, and found all the money had wound up in Ackbar’s account. HAN: So where have they got him? One of the old Imperial dungeons? LEIA: House arrest. After the big flurry of accusations, Fey’yla’s trying to cool things down. HAN: Doesn’t want people to panic. Or he knows he hasn’t got anything solid on Ackbar. Just how much of the Council’s with him? LEIA: You’ll find out in a minute. HAN: What, now?LEIA: Mon Mothma insisted.

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INT. COUNCIL CHAMBER

The giant room is set up like a courtroom, with beings of various species filling the rows of seats. Han is in the “witness box,” with Mon Mothma as judge and Fey’yla as prosecutor. We fade in as Han’s finishing his testimony.

HAN: ..........look, I’m sorry about wrecking the ships, all right? Would you rather the Imperials got ‘em in one piece? FEY’YLA: Oh, I have no quarrel with your methods, Captain Solo. You had only what you could work with, and you succeeded brilliantly.

Han is stunned. Fey’yla’s not going after him?

HAN: Uh.... thank you, Councilor. FEY’YLA: (addressing the audience) But the reason that those warships were sitting there unprotected in the first place was because Ackbar put them there. Add to that the bank break-in --

HAN: With all due respect, this wasn’t Ackbar’s fault. The Empire’s got a tap in our communications. FEY’YLA: And who’s to blame for that flaw in our security? HAN: (steaming up) Then you find the leak, pal! Let’s see how well you do against an Imperial Grand Admiral!!

Collective gasp from the crowd.

MON MOTHMA: (shocked whisper) What was that?!?HAN: (quietly) The Empire’s being run by a Grand Admiral. I saw him myself.

The crowd almost erupts in panic. Mon Mothma gavels them to silence.

MON MOTHMA: That’s impossible. We’ve accounted for all the Grand Admirals. HAN: (more forcefully) I saw him myself! FEY’YLA: Describe him. HAN: Blue skin.... glowing red eyes, white suit...FEY’YLA: (briskly) Obviously a self-granted promotion. A leftover Moff, maybe – anyway, that’s beside the point -- HAN: (jumps out of his chair) Beside the point?!

Mon Mothma hits the gavel again.

MON MOTHMA: If there is a Grand Admiral out there.... we’ll soon know for certain. Council Research is hereby ordered to look into the possibility that a Grand Admiral is still alive. Until then, this court martial will continue.

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INT. ACKBAR’S HOME – LIVING ROOM – DAY

Rain is now pouring down outside. Inside, Admiral Ackbar sits forlorn on a couch, with Leia sitting next to him holding his hand and Han standing across from him.

ACKBAR: (looking down, quiet) An Imperial Grand Admiral. That would explain a great deal. LEIA: We’re not sure he’s really a Grand Admiral. Council Research is looking into it. ACKBAR: They won’t find anything. All I ever found in the computers was a list of their names. (shakes his head) How did they get such a huge force past the shipyard’s sensors??HAN: According to Wedge, they were hidden in a freighter. The scanners said it was empty. ACKBAR: (a sharp breath) They’ve finally done it. They’ve got a working large-scale cloaking shield. (looks up at Leia) You must get me cleared of these ridiculous charges at once. Fey’yla can’t possibly deal with a threat of this magnitude --

An armed guard walks up.

GUARD: Time’s up. You’ve got to leave now.

Sadly, Leia nods and gets up with Han to leave.

HAN: (V.O.) You saw how fast Fey’yla pounced on Ackbar after the attack. Either he’s --

INT. HAN AND LEIA’S APARTMENT -- DAY

Leia and Han talk quietly across a desk, while Chewie stands guard at the door. A door hisses open, and Luke walks in.

LEIA: Luke. Thanks for coming. LUKE: I heard you dropped a thermal detonator on the Council, Han. HAN: I tried. Nobody believed me. LEIA: Nobody wants to believe it. LUKE: Do they have any other idea how we fell into that trap? LEIA: They say that’s where Ackbar’s treason comes in. HAN: So far, Fey’yla playing the cards close to his fur. Now like I was saying, he’s either a helluva opportunist -- LEIA: (interrupting) Which we know he is -- HAN: -- or he knew ahead of time what was gonna happen.

Luke blinks.

LUKE: You think he’s an Imperial agent? HAN: Isn’t that what he’s calling Ackbar? LUKE: You don’t have any proof, Han. HAN: Come on, we’re talking about the Republic’s survival here! LEIA: The New Republic could fall apart over this without anyone firing a shot. This whole thing’s still being held together with crating tape and hope. Get some wild accusations flying around, half the races in the Republic will pull out and go their separate ways. LUKE: Look, whatever his reasons, Fey’yla is up to something. Now what do we know about him?

INT. HAN AND LEIA’S APARTMENT – LIVING ROOM – A FEW MINUTES LATER

A list appears on a computer terminal on the desk. Leia is sitting before the terminal, with Han and Luke looking over her shoulder.

HAN: That’s all the fights he and his group were in during the war? LEIA: Uh-huh. HAN: Skip the battles they were ordered into. (Leia types on the computer) And the ones where they were part of a task force. I just want the ones where they really threw themselves into it. LEIA: (after a moment) The only one left is a fight off New Cov, in the Churba sector. HAN: Then that’s where we’re going. LEIA: Did I miss something? HAN: Suppose it was Fey’yla who put that money in Ackbar’s account? It’d be easy to route it through a little-known world like New Cov. I’m gonna take Luke with me to check it out. LEIA: All right, but be careful.

Chewbacca suddenly gets in front of Han, growling.

HAN: Whoa, whoa, slow down, what’s Leia’s planning -- ??

Chewie growls out a long statement. Han slowly turns to Leia, astonished.

HAN: You promised WHAT?!?LUKE: Uh, Chewie...

Chewbacca takes the hint. They both leave. Leia sighs as the door closes.

LEIA: I had no choice. HAN: No choice? I’ll give you a choice -- no, you’re not going! LEIA: I promised them -- HAN: Those whatever-they-ares -- LEIA: Noghri --

HAN: -- Noghri have been trying to snatch you every chance they’ve had for the last month! And it weren’t for me, Luke and Chewie they’ve had done it. These guys are serious. And now you want to go fly to their planet?!? LEIA: Kharbarakh knows I’m....”Vader’s daughter.” And for some reason, that’s very important to them. Maybe I can use that to bring them over to our side. I have to try. HAN: What is this, one of those crazy Jedi things? LEIA: (her voice shaking) Han...I can’t keep running forever. Our children will never have any chance at a normal life as long as the Empire’s hunting them…

Han can’t answer that. He silently hugs his sobbing wife.

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EXT. SPACE

An all-out brawl is underway all around near the Chimaera. A-Wings versus TIEs of all stripes. Obviously, the TIEs are winning.


Thrawn and Pellaeon watch the bloodbath unfold before them beyond the forward viewports.

THRAWN: A-Wings are ill suited to protect convoys. It seems our actions on Coruscant are having an effect. PELLAEON: Perhaps. But Ackbar’s people are still clearly in charge. THRAWN: As I told you, planting airtight evidence against Ackbar would have ruined him far too quickly. This more subtle attack will both neutralize him and destabilize the entire Republic.PELLAEON: That’s assuming your Bothan on the Council can push things to the breaking point. THRAWN: Oh, Borsk Fey’yla will play his role beautifully. As beautifully as if he really were working for us.PELLAEON: (reluctantly) C’Baoth called from Jomark. He is asking again about Skywalker’s sister. THRAWN: (lets out a hissing breath) Tell him if he keeps calling me, he can forget about Skywalker ever showing up there. PELLAEON: I have told him. He keeps saying Skywalker will come. Then he demands to know when we’ll bring Leia to him.

Thrawn turns away from the window and starts up the command ramp, followed closely by Pellaeon.

THRAWN: I suppose he won’t shut up until he gets what he wants...tell him I’m giving the Noghri one last chance. When we’re finished here, I’ll be talking to them personally. PELLAEON: You’re calling a convocate of the commandos? THRAWN: Things have gone beyond that. Plot a course for Honoghr. It’s time the Noghri were reminded who their master is.

The Imperial theme plays as they continue up the ramp....

EXT. SPACE -- ENDOR

The Millennium Falcon slides into orbit over Endor.

INT. MILLENNIUM FALCON COCKPIT

Chewbacca and Leia, seated at the pilot and co-pilot seats, look out the viewports. Kharbarakh’s ship is visible in the distance. Chewbacca growls nervously.

LEIA: Relax. If he’d set a trap, don’t you think there’d be Imperial ships waiting here for us?

A beeping as the comm channel comes on.

THREEPIO: (on comm.) Oh, Your Highness? I’m sorry to disturb you, but could you please tell Chewbacca I’ve managed to locate the problem in the countermeasures package. Could he please come back here and have a look?

Chewbacca moans. Leia smiles and pats his shoulder.

LEIA: Relax. We’ll make a repair droid out of him yet.

Chewie snorts at that, and heads back out of the cockpit. Leia looks out at the lush orb of Endor, rubbing her swollen belly.

LEIA: You see that, my dear children? That’s Endor. Where the Empire died and the New Republic began.

Chewie howls from the back. Leia nods and starts to get up.

LEIA: Hang on, I’ll --

SMASH CUT TO BLACK.

Leia’s POV: Her vision swims back into existence. Chewie and Threepio are hovering over her...

THREEPIO: (distorted at first) Your Highness? Oh dear, please answer me...

Leia slowly pulls herself up from where she’d fallen on the ground. She shakes her head, disoriented.

LEIA: Wh....what hap...THREEPIO: We don’t know! You suddenly cried out! When we came up here, you were already out cold! LEIA: Don’t know what it could’ve been...one minute I was sitting here, the next...(sudden realization) Chewie. This course.... does it cross the area where the Death Star blew up?

Chewie checks the side console...then growls in the affirmative.

LEIA: Five minutes ago? That sounds about right...(puts her head in her hands) Such anger.... bitterness...(she looks up) I’ll be all right. You two go on back.

Chewie growls, clearly not convinced, but goes to the back.

LEIA: You too, Threepio. I’m all right. Really. THREEPIO: (no happier than Chewie) Well…if you’re certain… LEIA: I am. Go on.

Threepio reluctantly leaves, and Leia climbs back in the pilot’s seat.

LEIA: (to herself) I will not be intimidated. Not here...not anywhere...

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EXT. NEW COV – OUTSIDE SPACEPORT

A giant metal dome looms over the comparatively tiny jungles of New Cov.

INT. NEW COV -- SPACEPORT

The spaceport of New Cov is set inside the giant metal dome. The spacecrafts launch and land through large vents in the dome’s roof. We can just spot the Lady Luck and an X-Wing on one of the landing pads.

INT. NEW COV -- CORRIDOR

Han and Lando descend down a sliding spiral ramp down into a mall-type street, filled with mini-stores and choked with bustling crowds.

LANDO: Where are we supposed to be meeting Luke? HAN: Three levels down, in one of the entertainment districts. LANDO: So.... you ready to tell me what the catch is? HAN: The catch? LANDO: Come on, you ol’ pirate. You pick me up at Sluis Van, ask for a lift out to New Cov, send Luke on ahead for this cloak-and-dagger rendezvous, and you expect me to believe you’re just gonna wave goodbye and let me go back to Nkllon? HAN: (sigh) There’s no catch, Lando. You can leave anytime you want. We won’t ever bother you again. LANDO: Yeah, I’ve heard that before. So what makes you so sure this Fey’yla’s got contacts out here? HAN: Because during the war, this was the only place he ever seemed to care about defending --

Han suddenly grabs Lando’s arm and yanks him into an alley.

INT. NEW COV -- ALLEY

LANDO: Hey, what -- HAN: (points out at the street) Look over there. That’s one of Fey’yla’s aides. I recognize that necklace of his.

We get a look at the aide, a lighter-colored version of Fey’yla.

HAN: (whisper) You go on ahead, meet Luke, and catch up with me. I’m gonna follow this guy.

Han starts out of the alley, following the aide.

LANDO: (whisper) Good luck…

INT. NEW COV – LOWER LEVEL STREETS

In various different shots Han (blaster in hand) silently trails the aide, who walks down various side roads.

INT. NEW COV – STREETS OUTSIDE HIDEOUT

Finally, the aide reaches a street that’s virtually empty of people. Several warehouse-like structures and a wall covered in graffiti make up the sides of the road. Han flattens himself against a doorway as the aide ducks into one of the warehouses. He starts to pull out his comlink -- Suddenly, a blaster sticks into the back of Han’s head. He slowly, silently raises his hands.

OFFSCREEN VOICE: Drop your blaster. And the comlink.

He does so. We pan to reveal the blaster’s owner -- a gray-haired, middle-aged woman.

WOMAN: You seem interested in the little get-together yonder. Perhaps you’d like a front-row seat.

Han grimaces.

INT. TAP CAFÉ – NEW COV

Luke sits at the bar of a local watering hole, sipping a steaming cup of hot chocolate and looking over the bustling clientele. Suddenly, from behind, an inhuman bellow and a crashing noise --

OFFSCREEN VOICE: No blasters! NO BLASTERS!!!

Luke spins around, out of his chair, lightsaber in hand --

A Rodian (Greedo’s species) and a Barabel (reptilian) are facing off over a table, blasters each pointing at the other. Luke ignites his lightsaber and puts the blade between the two.

LUKE: (firmly) Put down your weapons. Both of you.

The two, staring at Luke with a mixture of fear and awe, does so. The other people watch Luke with respect and trust, and the Jedi warrior is uncomfortably aware of it.

LUKE: Now tell me what the problem is. BARABEL: (hissing voice) He pay me for tracking job. I do it.

The Rodian gobbles at him --

LUKE: (interrupting) We’ll get to you. (to the Barabel) What kind of job? BARABEL: Hunt animal nest. Animals eating at sides of ships. I do job, but he pay me in no good money!

He tosses a pile of gold chips on the floor. Luke picks one up, keeping the lightsaber blade up with his other hand. The chip is small and triangular, with intricate lines in the center and a “100” on each corner.

LUKE: Anyone recognize this? BARFLY: It’s new Imperial scrip. You can only use it on Imperial worlds and stations.

Lando suddenly appears by Luke.

LANDO: That is how the Empire’s been doing business lately. At least around here. BARABEL: (snarl to Lando) I no want your judgment! Only Jedi give judgment!LUKE: All right, calm down. (to Rodian) Is there a way to convert this money?

The Rodian speaks in his language.

LANDO: He says no. There’s no official exchange rate. LUKE: So what’s the unofficial exchange rate? LANDO: I don’t know.

Luke suddenly pauses, lowering his lightsaber. He looks around, sniffing uncertainly.

LUKE: (loudly) Niles Ferrier. Step forward, please.

Lando gasps. A muffled curse from the back, and Niles shoves through the crowd to Luke with his hand resting on his holstered blaster.

NILES: What do you want?!?LUKE: I need to know the unofficial exchange rate between Republic and Imperial currencies. NILES: This is your problem, Mr. Jedi. Leave me out of it.

The crowd in the bar grumbles menacingly at Niles. Luke holds him in a level gaze.

BARABEL: Talk respect!! He is Jedi. You talk respect!! NILES: (quickly) Five/three exchange rate. BARABEL: Is cheat! I deserve more! LUKE: Yeah, but that’s probably the best you’re gonna get. And you can pass a warning to your people about dealing with this Rodian again. BARABEL: (laughs) Judgment is good. I accept judgment.

Luke extinguishes his lightsaber and raises the handle to his forehead in salute to the two aliens.

LUKE: Then this matter is closed.

The group applauds and breaks up. Luke lets out a shaky breath as Lando clasps his shoulder.

LANDO: Nicely done. Han’s follo--

Air raid sirens suddenly go off. Everyone in the bar looks upward, reacting in disgust – “Here we go again.”

LANDO: Uh oh. LUKE: A raid? (to bartender) Who’s raiding you? BARTENDER: (bored) Who else? The Empire.LUKE: (to Lando) Uh oh.

The two race out of the bar.

INT. HIDEOUT BUILDING – NEW COV

Han is forced to sit in a chair in an office, the gray-headed woman still holding a blaster on him. A woman with long black hair and Fey’yla’s aide are standing before him, and a pair of armed guards watch the door. The air-raid sirens are still wailing in the background. Han stares daggers at the Bothan aide.

HAN: What did you just call me?!?AIDE: He is an imposter. (sneering to Han) But you won’t live to report back to your masters. Eliminate him at once, Sena. SENA: (the black-haired woman) Not so fast, Council-aide Breil’ya. (to Han) Do you have any proof you are who you say you are? BREIL’YA: It doesn’t matter! He’s seen you! He has to be killed. SENA: Oh, so now it doesn’t matter who he is?

The aide realizes he’s been tripped up.

BREIL’YA: Well.... there is a resemblance. Of course, a proper dissection would settle the matter.

A beeping sound fills the room, and the gray-headed woman picks up a comlink.

WOMAN: Irenez here. (listens) Got it. (turns off comlink) Another visitor approaching. Blond -- with a lightsaber.SENA: Well, I think that settles it. Irenez, send a man to greet our guest and ask him over here. Make it clear it’s a request, not an order. Then return Captain Solo’s belongings to him. (to Han) My apologies, but we had to be sure. IRENEZ: (to the guards) You heard her. Bring Skywalker here.

The guards nods and run out. Han is allowed up as Irenez gives him back his blaster and comlink.

HAN: What’s with the sirens out there? SENA: The occasional Imperial raid. Don’t worry, they never go past the landing level.

Han snaps to alertness and brings his comlink to his mouth.

HAN: They will this time. (activates comlink) Luke?

Sena and Irenez carry on a quiet conversation as Han speaks to Luke.

LUKE: (on comlink) I’m here. I just met one of your new friends. HAN: Better get here fast. We’ve got company. LUKE: (on comlink) Right. HAN: (shuts off the comlink, to Sena) If you’re as touchy as Breil’ya implied, you may want to find a hole to jump in. SENA: We’ve got an escape route waiting. The question is, what do we do with you two? BREIL’YA: You turn them loose, the whole Republic will learn about you -- SENA: (sharply) The Commander is being notified as we speak. He’ll decide. BREIL’YA: But – SENA: That’s all. Get to my ship.

Breil’ya throws a sharp glance at Han, and then stalks off.

HAN: Who’s this “Commander?” SENA: Can’t tell you. But please understand that we are not your enemy. (ironic) At least, not yet. HAN: Oh. Great.

Luke arrives, accompanied by the two blaster-wielding guards.

LUKE: You all right? HAN: Yeah. Just a little misunderstanding. Where’s Lando? LUKE: Trying to erase our landing records. HAN: He won’t do it in time. We’d better get up there. SENA: (as Irenez walks up with a datapad) Hang on.

She silently reads the datapad, nods, and looks at Han.

SENA: There’s a service shaft near here that opens on the west edge of the landing area. (returns the datapad to Irenez) The Commander has ordered us to give you any aid we can.

INT. SERVICE SHAFT

Han, then Luke, then Irenez climb up a flight of stairs encased within a metal tube.

EXT. LANDING AREA – NEW COV

Stormtroopers are surrounding the Lady Luck and X-Wing. Far off, Han, Luke, and Irenez join Lando behind a stack of cargo crates.

LANDO: (whisper) It’s a full-fledged task force. Most of them are searching the city for us. They put a restraining bolt on Artoo. HAN: I think we can make it to the X-Wing…you got a beckon call on the Lady Luck? LANDO: Yeah, but there’s no room to land it--HAN: Just get it moving when I give the signal. Luke, I need a distraction. Come on.

The four run from behind the crate, blasters drawn, to behind a barge between them and the X-Wing. Luke waves his hand at the Lady Luck. The stormtroopers suddenly pause, look around -- “What was that?” – and they head off in one direction. Han and Luke sneak behind them, around the Lady Luck and to the X-Wing. Han climbs up to Artoo’s socket.

HAN: (whisper) Come on, short stuff - wake up!

Artoo’s dome lights come to life, and the little droid beeps at him. The restraining bolt can be seen on the droid’s side.

HAN: (whisper) Keep it down! Get your comm sensor warmed up and ready to record.

After a beat, Artoo beeps in the affirmative.

HAN: (whisper into his comlink) Lando, now!

With a rumble and a hissing of gas, the Lady Luck suddenly rises up into the sky. The stormtroopers whirl around, racing back, firing at it as it turns and starts floating toward the grounded space barge.

HAN: Luke, now!

Luke jumps ten feet to the top of the X-Wing and cuts the restraining bolt off Artoo with his lightsaber. The Lady Luck is still flying slowly forward, over the stormtroopers. The troops’ blaster rifles are hitting only the yacht’s shields.

HAN: Get ready to fly interference.

Luke opens up the X-Wing canopy and jumps in. The X-Wing’s engines warm up....

HAN: (to comlink) Lando, shut your signal down. Artoo, take over and fly it this way.

Artoo whistles in the affirmative. The Lady Luck suddenly turns, flying just as slowly toward the X-Wing. The stormtroopers spin around, still firing at it.

HAN: Set her down and take ‘em out!

Han jumps back. The Lady Luck lands -- and the X-Wing rises behind it, wings opening. The stormtroopers are momentarily startled, a cheer of victory dying on their lips. The X-Wing’s turbolasers blast into the troops, wiping them out. Han pulls Irenez and Lando into the Lady Luck as the X-Wing soars upward toward the city’s dome vents.

EXT. NEW COV

The Lady Luck and the X-Wing blast through the vents right past four patrolling TIE Fighters, rushing toward the stars. The TIEs give pursuit, but the yacht’s rear guns make short work of them.

INT. LADY LUCK – COCKPIT

Han and Lando are at the controls, Irenez at a side console.

LANDO: We’ve got a Star Destroyer right on top of us. HAN: Any ideas? LANDO: I’m calculating the jump now. It’ll be ready by the time we’re near it. LUKE: (over comlink) We’ve got another ship coming up -- right out of the jungle!IRENEZ: That’s ours. Stay with it. Sena said help’s coming.

EXT. SPACE – NEW COV

A small transport rises behind the two ships as they race away from New Cov. And dead ahead and closing, a ton of TIE Fighters fly out from a Star Destroyer. Luke’s X-Wing is the first to engage them, drawing several of them off.

INT. LUKE’S X-WING FIGHTER – COCKPIT

Luke grits his teeth as flak explodes around the ship and Artoo whistles in panic.

INT. LADY LUCK -- COCKPIT

HAN: Sena better be right about this help of hers.

A beeping noise from the console --

IRENEZ: Here they are!

EXT. SPACE – NEAR NEW COV

Three behemoths suddenly lurch out of hyperspace around the transport and the Lady Luck -- three Old Republic Dreadnaughts, each almost the size of a Star Destroyer. They form a triangle formation around the ships.

LANDO: (gasps) Dreadnaughts! IRENEZ: There’s our help. Stay in the center of the triangle formation. They’ll cover for us. HAN: Right.

EXT. SPACE

The Lady Luck and the transport coasts in between the Dreadnaughts. The old ships starts pelting the looming Star Destroyer with ion cannon shots, while smashing the TIEs to fodder. Luke’s X-Wing takes care of the rest. The Star Destroyer fires back at the three Dreadnaughts, but the ion cannons have more of a noticeable effect on the Imperial warship.

INT. LUKE’S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT

LUKE: So where are we going?


HAN: Lando and I can handle this on our own, Luke. If we have any trouble, we’ll reach you through Coruscant. LUKE: (on comlink) All right. Take care.

EXT. SPACE

The X-Wing peels away from the other ships, as the transport begins to fly upward toward the uppermost Dreadnaught. The Star Destroyer is now sparking along its’ hull and ceases fire.


LANDO: So now it’s my mission too? I knew it, I just knew it....HAN: (to Irenez) Any particular place you’re wanting us to drop you off? IRENEZ: Actually, the Commander was hoping you’d come with us.

The ship starts shaking, the cockpit lights dimming. A tractor beam. Han and Lando glance at each other in surprise, and then turn in their seats in mutual anger to face Irenez.

IRENEZ: Don’t get me wrong -- this isn’t a kidnapping. When I contacted him, the Commander said he very much wanted to see Captain Solo again. HAN: Again!?IRENEZ: His words.

Han and Lando look at each other again. A beat.

LANDO: A friend you never mentioned? HAN: I don’t recall friends who own Dreadnaughts. What do you think? LANDO: (sour) I think I’ve been put in a corner. But he does seem to be talking to Fey’yla. If you’re trying to find out what he’s up to, this Commander’s the guy to ask. HAN: (thinks about it) Yeah, I guess so.

Han looks out the viewport, as the yacht is brought into a huge docking bay alongside the transport.

IRENEZ: (the first hint of humor we’ve heard from her) Just relax and let us do the flying. HAN: (sigh) Right.

EXT. SPACE

The three Dreadnaughts jump to hyperspace.

INT. LUKE’S X-WING FIGHTER -- COCKPIT

Luke brings the ship around. Artoo beeps out a query, and his translated statement appears on the cockpit display.

LUKE: No, we’re not going back to Coruscant. We’re going to a planet called Jomark. It’s time I met this Jedi Master, Jorus C’Baoth....

EXT. SPACE

The X-Wing flies out into space.

WIPE TO:

EXT. HONOGHR – DAWN

A brown, desolate land, broken only by the occasional lake. Kharbarakh’s small ship zooms past the camera, towards the dingy globe. There is no sign at all of any plant life.

INT. KHARBARAKH’S SHIP -- CORRIDOR

From an observation port in the ship’s main corridor, Leia, Chewie and Threepio stares down at the blasted landscape. Leia is completely stunned and teary-eyed at the sight of the blasted world.

LEIA: (whisper) Kharbarakh said it had been devastated in the war, but I didn’t think it was the whole planet....THREEPIO: Horrible. Absolutely horrible.

Chewie gives a sad growl. A small patch of pale green appears on the horizon – a small village.

LEIA: No wonder the Emperor was able to turn them against us. We have to help them!

Suddenly, a Star Destroyer streaks out of hyperspace into view over the village. Leia goes ashen.

LEIA: no.....

Chewbacca gives a blood-curdling roar, and runs down the corridor toward the cockpit. Leia waddles after him, trying to keep up, going little faster than Threepio.

THREEPIO: Chewbacca, wait!LEIA: NO! I can’t believe he’d do this!

Too late. Chewie has already wrenched open the door to the cockpit, run in --

-- and as Leia waddles up, the Wookiee crashes backwards at her feet, knocked out.

LEIA: Chewie?!?

Kharbarakh steps out, a taser-like device in his hand.

KHARBARAKH: I did not call them. I did not betray my word of honor. (points at Chewbacca) Keep him quiet. I must give the recognition signal, or all is lost!

Kharbarakh runs back in the cockpit. Leia kneels by the moaning Chewie, the seconds ticking away, music building....

Kharbarakh comes back out.

KHARBARAKH: We are safe now. I did not betray you, you must believe me. I promised to defend you, and I will. To the death, if need be.

His voice is strangely pleading. Leia stares at him…and her expression softens.

LEIA: I believe you.

She starts to help the moaning Chewie up.

LEIA: What now?

KHARBARAKH: I was going to take you to the main city of Nystao, but that is now impossible. Our Imperial lord has come to hold a convocate of the dynasts. LEIA: (whisper) The Grand Admiral. (aloud) Where will we go? KHARBARAKH: My home village, near the edge of the Clean Land. LEIA: Can you trust the other villagers to keep quiet?

Kharbarakh hesitates, uncertain.

KHARBARAKH: Do not worry. I will keep you safe.

EXT. NYSTAO -- MORNING

A very primitive hut village. Various Noghri walk around. We zoom in on the largest hut, guarded by stormtroopers.

INT. COMMON ROOM – CHAMBER OF THE DYNASTS – NYSTAO

Grand Admiral Thrawn is sitting on a throne as the various Noghri dynasts bow and scrape before him. Captain Pellaeon comes up.

THRAWN: (looks up) Yes? PELLAEON: A scout ship arrived about the same time we did. They almost didn’t transmit ID codes in time. And they declined to land here at Nystao. They landed in a small village in the south. THRAWN: Was the ship scanned for signs of malfunction? PELLAEON: Scan was inconclusive, sir. The ship was static-damped.THRAWN: (surprised) Static-damped? (thinks fast) ID of the pilot? PELLAEON: Kharbarakh, clan Kihm’bar. He was part of the team that tried to capture Skywalker’s sister on Kashyyyk.

Thrawn looks away for a beat.

THRAWN: You were right to bring this to my attention. Send a tech team to that ship’s location. (louder) Irkhaim, clan Kihm’bar, step forward.

A Noghri walks up and bows to him.

NOGHRI: What is your wish, my lord? THRAWN: One of your clan has returned home. We are going to your village to welcome him. NOGHRI: (bows) As my Lord wishes.

The Noghri rejoins the others.

THRAWN: (quieter, to Pellaeon).... and to find out why he’s trying so hard to avoid us.

EXT. HONOGHR – VILLAGE FIELD -- NIGHT

Kharbarakh’s ship has landed near a small village of tightly grouped huts with brightly lit windows. A large cylindrical building stands apart from the others in the village’s center. Kharbarakh motions Leia, Chewie and Threepio to wait at the ship’s airlock.

KHARBARAKH: Please wait here. I must approach the dukha alone, to announce your presence. LEIA: I understand.

Chewie grumbles, and heads back inside the ship. Leia plays restlessly with the hilt of her lightsaber.

LEIA: Threepio, how long will it take to pick up the language? THREEPIO: I really cannot say, your Highness. However, if it is similar to any of the other six million languages I speak -LEIA: (interrupts) I understand.

At the building door, Kharbarakh appears, and waves them inside. The trio heads across a dirt courtyard towards the building.

INT. VILLAGE HUT -- NIGHT

In the center of this darkened hut is a circle of five elderly Noghri. As Leia enters with Threepio, Kharbarakh steps into the center of this circle and drops to his knees.

KHARBARAKH: Ilyr’ush mir lakh svoril’lae. Mir’lae karah siv Mal’ary’ush vie’ae Vader’ush. THREEPIO: (over Kharbarakh’s words) I do understand this language, at least to a degree -- FEMALE NOGHRI: SHA’VAH!! THREEPIO: (recoils) She said....”Quiet.”

The elderly female Noghri walks/hobbles over to Leia. She sniffs her outstretched hand carefully.

FEMALE NOGHRI: I greet you, Lady Vader. But I do not welcome you. LEIA: Why not? FEMALE NOGHRI: You do not serve the Lord Vader’s heirs. You bring discord and poison among us. We have quite enough of both on this world already.

The words are barely out of the Noghri’s mouth before the door bursts open and Chewbacca runs in, howling wildly.

THREEPIO: Highness!! The Imperials are coming!! LEIA: No..... not now! Not yet!!

EXT. VILLAGE -- NIGHT

Two Imperial heavy shuttles streak in for a landing on the mud plains.

INT. VILLAGE HUT -- NIGHT

Thrawn enters, flanked by Irkhaim, and Rukh. The female Noghri bows.

FEMALE NOGHRI: You honor the clan Kihm’bar by your presence here. THRAWN: You may rise, maitrakh.

He walks over to Kharbarakh. Leia, Chewie and Threepio is (we notice) nowhere in sight.

THRAWN: You are Kharbarakh? KHARBARAKH: I am, my Lord. THRAWN: You were part of a commando team that ceased to exist on Kashyyyk. Explain to me what happened. KHARBARAKH: I.... I filed a report, my Lord. THRAWN: And I read it. It was full of holes. How did you alone survive? And why didn’t you return immediately after your failure? KHARBARAKH: (nervous) I...I needed time to meditate. THRAWN: You were also slow to transmit your recognition code and refused to land at Nystao.

KHARBARAKH: A malfunction. And I did not refuse! I was not ordered to land there!THRAWN: (a beat) Distinction noted. When your ship is repaired, you will be reassigned. (to the maitrakh) You have much to be proud of here. Your family’s service will long be remembered by the Empire. MAITRAKH: As will your leadership and protection of our peoples.

Thrawn turns and walks out of the hut.

EXT. VILLAGE -- NIGHT

Pellaeon is waiting for Thrawn outside. In the distance, stormtroopers and Imperial officers are searching throughout Kharbarakh’s ship.

THRAWN: Well? PELLAEON: There is a malfunction on the ship, sir. Overloaded transmitter coil. We’re not sure if it was deliberate or not. THRAWN: He’s hiding something, I’m sure of it. Something he’s not telling us about that missing month...

WIPE TO:

EXT. SPACE – NEAR PEREGRINE BASE

The Dreadnaught is hovering over us. The Lady Luck is released from the belly landing bay of the Dreadnaught, and flies toward a green-and blue world...

EXT. PEREGRINE BASE – DAY

A large encampment, made up of rows of prefabricated buildings, is set against a ridge of cliffs. Numerous people walk around. A giant gun platform is visible in the distance. The Lady Luck comes in toward a landing in a clearing.

LANDO: (V.O.) Would you look at this? What is this, somebody’s private army?

INT. LADY LUCK – COCKPIT

Han and Lando stare out the viewport at the base.

HAN: Looks like. LANDO: You sure you wanna do this? HAN: Do we have a choice?


A landspeeder hums through a street of the bustling ground base.

INT. LANDSPEEDER

Sena, Han and Lando are in the back seat, while a tan-uniformed man drives.

LANDO: Busy looking place you’ve got here. You getting ready to start a war or something? SENA: We’re not in the business of starting wars. LANDO: This looks a lot like an old Rebel base. You’ve had dealings with the Alliance?

Sena doesn’t answer. The landspeeder stops before a building indistinguishable from the others, except for the two armed guards at the door.

SENA: The Commander said he wants to see Captain Solo alone. We’ll wait out here. HAN: Right.

Taking a deep breath, Han gets out of the speeder and enters the building.

INT. BASE BUILDING – WAR ROOM

A fully equipped war room. Several consoles line the walls, and a large holodisplay of a star chart sits in center. Next to the holodisplay is one silver-haired man, standing with his back to Han. That man slowly turns to face him...

HAN: (a gasp) Senator Bel Iblis?!?

The elderly, mustachioed man nods. He smiles and grips Han’s hand warmly.

BEL IBLIS: Welcome to the Peregrine’s Nest, Han. I’m flattered you remember me. HAN: (answers the handshake gladly) How could any Corellian forget you? But I thought.... everybody thought you’d died on Anchoron. BEL IBLIS: (sober) In a way, I did. The Emperor took everything from me but my life. My fortune, my career, my family. He forced me to become an outlaw. (ironic) I’m sure you can relate. HAN: (grins) I still can’t believe this. We really could have used you during the war. BEL IBLIS: I couldn’t have done much good. But we’ll talk about that. I assume you’re wondering where we’ve met before. HAN: As a matter of fact...BEL IBLIS: I was speaking at a public school on Corellia. You were, oh.... eleven. You asked certain pointed questions about corruption and anti-alien bias in the Senate. I was impressed, so I kept an eye on you in the years to follow. HAN: (a bit embarrassed) You probably weren’t too impressed. BEL IBLIS: There were times. But in retrospect, it’s just as well you got drummed out of the Imperial Navy when you did. (change of subject) But, anyway, your friend out there’s probably getting nervous. Introduce me to him.


Han and Bel Iblis walk out into the sunlight. A tense Lando walks up and takes in the sight of Bel Iblis.

HAN: Lando Calrissian, Senator Garm Bel Iblis.

Lando’s face remains carefully neutral.

LANDO: Senator. BEL IBLIS: (motions to Sena) You’ve already met Sena, my chief advisor and ambassador-at-large. Where’s Irenez? SENA: Had to go back to the ship to soothe our other guest, Council-aide Breil’lya. BEL IBLIS: (strokes his chin) Oh, yes. This could be a problem....

Han is shocked back to reality by the mention of Breil’ya, and he gets serious.

HAN: You seem to be on good speaking terms with Breil’lya, Senator. BEL IBLIS: And you’d like to know just what those terms entail. HAN: Yes, I would. BEL IBLIS: All right. Come on to the lounge and I’ll tell you. And then I’ll have some questions for you...

WIPE TO:

EXT. SPACE – ORBIT AROUND HONOGHR

Quick establishing shot of the Chimaera.

INT. CHIMAERA – THRAWN’S QUARTERS

Thrawn is sitting in his chair, lost in thought. It looks as though the room is filled with candles, each giving off a vibrant purple light. Pellaeon comes in and looks the candles over, growing worried at the sight.

THRAWN: (dryly) No, I haven’t come under the influence of our Jedi Master.

Pellaeon is only somewhat reassured by that, and he looks the candles over again.

PELLAEON: Corellian flame miniatures. THRAWN: (pleased) You’re learning, Captain. Beautiful, aren’t they? No one has ever been able to duplicate them.

He hits a button on his chair. The candles are replaced by a holographic image of the three Dreadnaughts near New Cov, joined by the Lady Luck.

THRAWN: These ships were spotted off New Cov a few days ago. Our old friend the Corellian has returned. And this time, he’s with Han Solo and Lando Calrissian. PELLAEON: You think he’s about to join the Republic? THRAWN: (nods) If he is who I think he is, he’ll want a fellow Corellian to sound out before deciding.

A whistle from the communicator.

OFFICER: (V.O.) Bridge to Grand Admiral Thrawn. Message coming in from the Relentless. THRAWN: Put it up here.

The ships are replaced by the image of an officer.

OFFICER: We have the prisoner you asked for, sir.

He drags a cuffed and seething Niles Ferrier into view of the holocamera.

THRAWN: Captain Ferrier. Our records indicate you are a spaceship thief. And you were captured off New Cov with a cargo of undeclared biomolecules. You are aware I can have your ship confiscated? FERRIER: I’ve been very helpful to the Empire in the past. THRAWN: If you’re trying to suggest I owe you, don’t bother. However, you may be able to pay back this new debt. You saw the three ships off New Cov, the day of the raid? FERRIER: Yeah, of course I did. THRAWN: You have three months to get me either those ships or their location. You will be supplied with an unmarked freighter. The ship will have a doomsday device aboard, set for exactly three months. Do you understand? FERRIER: (a scared whisper) Yeah. THRAWN: Good. Captain, I leave the details in your hands.

He turns off the holodisplay.

THRAWN: Anything else?

PELLAEON: (hands him a datapad) The scanning crew’s finished with Kharbarakh’s ship.

Thrawn reads the datapad for a moment. He leans back in his seat, his expression unreadable.

THRAWN: (a dangerous new edge in his voice) Wookiee hairs.PELLAEON: All over the ship. THRAWN: They caught him. Held him in interrogation for a month. Then let him go. (hits comm) Bridge, this is Thrawn. I’m going to the surface. Have two stormtrooper squads accompany me. (turns off comm) Captain, it may be that the Noghri have forgotten where their loyalties lie. PELLAEON: You want just a demonstration, and not actual destruction? THRAWN: (gets up, speaking tightly) For the moment, yes. Let them all pray I don’t change my mind.

INT. DUKHA – HONOGHR – MORNING

Leia and the Maitrakh watches as, in the background, Threepio speaks to a group of twenty young Noghri children in their language. The sound effects tell us he’s relating a lightsaber duel to them. By the door, Kharbarakh is teaching Chewbacca some judo-style throws.

MAITRAKH: Your machine has been telling them the last story of our Lord Vader. LEIA: (quiet) Yes. It took until the end, but he was finally able to break the Emperor’s hold over him.

A moment of silence.

MAITRAKH: Walk with me, Lady Vader.

The two walk to the giant hut’s inner wall. There, carved all over it, is a complicated family tree of sorts.

MAITRAKH: Why have you come here? LEIA: Kharbarakh told me your people needed help. MAITRAKH: We serve one overclan. You would have us serve another. This is the seed of death. (points at the wall) Do you see our family history, Lady Vader?

Leia nods. The two slowly walk around the room.

MAITRAKH: Then you see the terrible destruction of life, caused by conflicts of old. (looks at her) I have no wish to return to those days. Not even for you. LEIA: (a whisper) I understand. MAITRAKH: Then you must leave here. And never return. LEIA: The Empire is using you. You know that. Are the lives of your sons worth this? MAITRAKH: My sons are all dead. But with their sacrifice, we have new life. You saw what was done to our land. LEIA: (a whisper) Yes, I did. MAITRAKH: First came the fire. The lightning of the gods. Many villages were destroyed. Then, later... the strange-smelling rain came. All our plant life died. We struggled for years just to survive. When we were finally at the brink of death, your father came. Our warriors attacked him… LEIA: …and were slaughtered. MAITRAKH: No. Only three of the two tens fell. Vader stopped the fight himself, and offered his help in return for our eternal loyalty to him. LEIA: What sort of help? MAITRAKH: Medicine. Food. Tools. And the droids that even now clean our land. LEIA: Nothing grows outside the clean land?

MAITRAKH: Only kholm-grass. And that is no use as food. He also sent teachers for our young, and created peace among our clans. (looks up at Leia) We have an honorable peace. It is a high price, but we pay it gladly.

Leia shakes her head. She knows it’s hopeless.

LEIA: All right. I’ll leave. But I hope you’ll see one day what the Empire’s doing to you. When that day comes... I’ll be there to help. (calls out) Threepio? Chewie?

Suddenly, the doors to the dukha fling open and a breathless Noghri runs in.

NOGHRI: (to the female Noghri) Maitrakh! The Grand Admiral’s flying craft approaches again!

The sound of the approaching shuttle can be heard, growing louder. Chewie and Kharbarakh leap to their feet.

LEIA: We’ve got to hide. KHARBARAKH: There is no time!

Leia looks around, spots a booth --

LEIA: In the booth!THREEPIO: But there’s no room for all of us!

Leia looks up, spots a huge star dish at the top of the hut. It’s just a couple of feet above her head. She points up at it.

LEIA: Chewie?

Chewie grabs Threepio, hoists him up --

THREEPIO: Oh my -- oh, I didn’t mean meeee!!

Chewie throws Threepio in the air. The droid arcs, and lands right on the upper surface of the dish, out of sight.

LEIA: (calls up) Shut down, Threepio! They may have sensors going!

Leia and Chewie runs into the booth. Just as the booth door closes... the main doors bang open. Thrawn enters, flanked by stormtroopers. He points to Kharbarakh.

THRAWN: Take him.

The stormtroopers gang up on Kharbarakh, wrestling him down and cuffing him. Thrawn walks right up to the maitrakh, towering over her.

THRAWN: Your clanson has lied to us. He will be punished.

INT. BOOTH

Through the shutters of the door, Leia and Chewie watches the shakedown in progress.

MAITRAKH: (V.O.) My Lord, this is a violation -- THRAWN: (V.O., raising his voice) You will be silent, or you will share in his punishment!! Kharbarakh is a traitor to the Empire. By Imperial law, he will be executed.

INT. DUKHA

MAITRAKH: The clan dynasts will demand -- THRAWN: (icy) They are in no position to demand anything. Do you require a reminder of what it means to defy the Empire?

He’s holding a comlink in his hand.

MAITRAKH: (a scared whisper) no....THRAWN: You shall have one anyway.

He thumbs the comlink, which gives one beep.

EXT. SPACE – OVER HONOGHR

The Chimaera suddenly opens up with its turbolaser cannons, firing on the planet.

EXT. NYSTAO VILLAGE -- DAY

The bombardment blasts huts to bits, frying Noghri. Screams fill the air, pandemonium on the streets.

INT. DUKHA

The ground shakes as the turbolasers hit. With a cry, the maitrakh sinks to the ground, bowing.

Thrawn sends another beep. The shooting stops.

THRAWN: I am the law on Honoghr. If I choose to ignore your ancient laws, I will. Is that clear? MAITRAKH: (scared out of her wits) Y-yes.... m-my Lord...THRAWN: Good. (a pause) But, for loyal servants of the Empire, I am prepared to make... compromises. Before we interrogate and execute Kharbarakh, you may subject him to your laws of discovery. (he motions the stormtroopers to haul Kharbarakh out of the hut) Perhaps three days of public shaming will remind the Noghri that we are still at war. MAITRAKH: (gets up) Yes, my Lord.

Thrawn turns, and walks out of the hut. The doors slam shut behind him.

INT. BOOTH

Chewie moans.

LEIA: We are in big trouble....

WIPE TO:

EXT. JOMARK – DAY

Luke’s X-Wing, its’ S-foils closed together, flies over a beautiful green landscape.

INT. LUKE’S X-WING FIGHTER – COCKPIT

Luke stares out at the planet below, scanning with his eyes more than the fighter’s sensors. He finally spots what he’s been looking for.

LUKE’S POV: A dormant volcano with a mansion near the peak of the crater. At the foot of the volcano is a small village.

EXT. JOMARK – DAY

OVERHEAD SHOT: The X-Wing flies over the center of the old volcano, and we see a lake now resides in the center of the old volcano.

The fighter slows and vertically descends before the single gate to the mansion courtyard, finally coming to a landing.

Luke pops open the fighter’s canopy and climbs out. He stops short as he notices for the first time the old man standing just outside the gate – Joruus C’Baoth. Luke walks up to him and bows his head slightly. LUKE: Master C’Baoth. I am Luke Skywalker. C’BAOTH: Yes, I know. Welcome to Jomark.

C’Baoth hugs Luke, with a laugh.

C’BAOTH: (as he breaks the hug) What took you so long? LUKE: I must have gone through four Imperial attacks since I started out this way. C’BAOTH: (his voice carefully guarded) Were you now? Were they specifically targeting you? LUKE: One was. As for the others, I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.C’BAOTH: (distant) “The wrong place at the wrong time.” The epitaph of so many Jedi.

He turns, and starts to walk.

C’BAOTH: Walk with me, Skywalker.

Luke joins him as they walk around the mansion.

C’BAOTH: I am nearing the end of my life. Soon I will make that journey from this life to what lies beyond. LUKE: I am truly sorry. C’BAOTH: Don’t be. It’s the way of all life. I asked you here, because I want you to open yourself to my teachings. To absorb my wisdom and experience. I know of your sister and her twins. I wish to help the Jedi rebuild, as long as I can. LUKE: My sister’s children do need a teacher. It’s been assumed I would do it... but just because you’re a good Jedi, doesn’t make you a good teacher. C’BAOTH: I’ll teach them. LUKE: Thank you. C’BAOTH: What of you? Are you in no further need of training? In matters of judgment, perhaps? LUKE: (chuckle) I could use some tutoring on that. I think the masters who trained me expected me to pick up on that aspect of being a Jedi on my own. C’BAOTH: It’s merely a matter of listening to the Force. (looks at Luke) Come. I’ll show you.

He leads him on a path heading downwards, towards the village.

EXT. VILLAGE – JOMARK -- DAY

Luke and C’Baoth walk along the streets of the small, poor village. Several tiny cottages dot the landscape.

LUKE: How did you avoid the Emperor’s wrath?

C’Baoth stops and chuckles.

C’BAOTH: I see the true question in your mind. Do you really think Joruus C’Baoth would ever turn to the Dark Side? LUKE: Ben and Yoda said I was the last Jedi. They weren’t counting Vader and the Emperor.C’BAOTH: (starts walking again) I avoided the Emperor because, for most of his reign, I was simply beyond his reach. (pause) There is another, you know. Not a Jedi, not yet. But I’ve felt her. Her strength is growing in the Force. LUKE: I’ve met her. Her name is Mara Jade. C’BAOTH: Mara Jade...

Both Jedi stop suddenly. C’Baoth turns and stares at a certain cottage. He looks over at Luke – and sees the younger Jedi senses what it is he’s sensing also.

LUKE: You think we should?

C’Baoth nods and runs over to the cottage, kicking open the door --

INT. COTTAGE -- JOMARK

Two men are facing each other with knives. They both spin to face the two Jedi at the door.

C’BAOTH: Drop it! Both of you!

One man slowly drops his knife. The other looks at C’Baoth, at the other man --

C’BAOTH: DROP IT!!

The other drops his knife. C’Baoth relaxes a little, as Luke comes alongside him.

C’BAOTH: (waves his hand at the two) Now explain yourselves.

The two men talk to C’Baoth at once, in their own exotic language. Luke tries his best to follow it.

C’BAOTH: Very well. Svan will pay to Tarm the full wages agreed upon. The judgment will be carried out immediately. LUKE: (a bit surprised) That’s it? C’BAOTH: You have something to add? LUKE: I think a compromise would be in order -- C’BAOTH: There is no compromise to be made. Svan is at fault, and he will pay. LUKE: But --

Svan (the first man) dives for his knife. Luke pulls out his lightsaber and ignites it as C’Baoth spins to face him -- and suddenly purple lightning shoots out of his hand, enveloping Svan. The man screams, writhing on the floor. Luke’s jaw drops and his eyes go wide. A long moment, then C’Baoth stops the onslaught.

LUKE: C’BAOTH!!C’BAOTH: (icy) You will address me as Master.

Luke kneels by the moaning Svan.

LUKE: He’s hurt. Bad. C’BAOTH: Leave him. Pain is the one teacher no one can ignore.

He turns and leaves. Luke stares a long time at the retreating figure...

LUKE: (V.O.) I don’t know, Artoo. I just don’t know.

EXT. MANSION – JOMARK -- NIGHT

Luke’s back at the X-Wing, sitting in the open canopy. He looks exhausted.

LUKE: (con’t) I can’t see either Ben or Yoda acting that way. But he’s a Jedi, same as them. So whose example do I follow?

Artoo lets out a short statement. The translation comes up....

LUKE: That’s the obvious question. But if he’s a Dark Jedi, why play these games with me? Why not just kill me and be done with it?

He leans back in his seat, yawning. Artoo lets out a long string of beeps and whistles.

LUKE: I appreciate your concern, Artoo, but I don’t think he’s a Dark Jedi... (sigh) I think he’s insane.

Artoo lets out a low whistle.

LUKE: I can’t leave him, Artoo. Not like this. I’ve got to help him.

INT. PEREGRINE BASE – HEADQUARTERS LOUNGE – DAY

Bel Iblis is eating with Han, Sena, and Lando in a large (and largely empty) lounge.

BEL IBLIS: Tangrene was our crowning achievement. We blasted that Imperial base to powder. That’s when they started taking us seriously. HAN: How many ships have you got? BEL IBLIS: Six Dreadnaughts, a few smaller ones. We move around all the time. This is, what, our thirteenth base in seven years, Sena? SENA: Fourteenth.

A waiter comes by with some drinks. Bel Iblis takes one, as does Han; Lando doesn’t. In fact, he hasn’t touched his drink. Han looks at him curiously.

BEL IBLIS: Anyway... it was a month after Tangrene that we met Borsk Fey’yla. HAN: Yeah, what’s your deal with him? BEL IBLIS: (smirks) Not the one he wants, I assure you. Fey’yla did us some favors during the war, and he thinks we should more grateful to him. LANDO: (suspicious) So how grateful are you?

Bel Iblis’s smile fades. He takes a sip before speaking again.

BEL IBLIS: Before I answer that, I want an answer of my own. What is Mon Mothma really up to? HAN: Is that what Fey’yla told you? That she’s up to something!?BEL IBLIS: This has nothing to do with Fey’yla. I want to know about Mon Mothma. Period.

The old man is quiet and deadly serious. Han pauses and considers for a moment.

HAN: Far as I know... all she’s doing is setting up a New Republic. BEL IBLIS: With herself as head?

HAN: Shouldn’t she be? BEL IBLIS: (sigh) I suppose it was inevitable... Fey’yla believes that she wields too much power. And he has some highly unsurprising ideas about who should have that power. That’s Bothans for you. Give them a sniff of the soup pot, they climb all over themselves to take the ladle. LANDO: Especially when he can claim to have been part of the winning side of the war. Unlike others I could mention.

Han glares at Lando. Sena stirs in her seat.

BEL IBLIS: You’re wondering why I haven’t joined the Alliance. LANDO: I am. BEL IBLIS: I could give you several reasons. Security, for one. For a while, it seemed you were losing bases as fast as you got them. HAN: We had some problems. But they’ve been fixed. BEL IBLIS: Have they? What about this intelligence leak I understand you have in the Imperial Palace? HAN: (embarrassed) Yeah, we know it’s there. We’re looking for it. BEL IBLIS: You’d better do more than look. From my intelligence, this leak has its own name -- Delta Source. And he or she is reporting directly to the Grand Admiral. LANDO: Okay. Security. Let’s hear the other reasons. HAN: Ease off, Lando. This isn’t a trial --BEL IBLIS: (raises a hand) Thank you Han, but I can defend myself. And I’ll be happy to do so... when the time is right. (looks at his watch) For now, I have other duties to attend to. (gets up) Perhaps over dinner we can continue this discussion.

Han and Lando look at each other. Lando’s expression reads “I thought as much”; Han’s is pure anger.

HAN: Sounds fine.

EXT. PEREGRINE’S NEST – STREET – DAY

Han and Lando walk down the dusty street of Peregrine’s Nest.

LANDO: All right, you wanna get it over with? HAN: Get what over with? LANDO: Chewing me out for not bowing and scraping in front of your Senator. Do it and get it over with, because we’ve gotta talk.

Han stops Lando in the street, sticking a finger at his chest.

HAN: (seething) You weren’t just not “bowing and scraping.” I’ve seen Chewie in a bad mood be more polite than you. LANDO: He’s not telling the truth, Han. Not all of it. HAN: Who says he has to tell strangers everything? LANDO: Why bring us here and then lie about it?

Han starts to shout something, and then notices the honest tension on Lando’s face. He sighs.

HAN: (calmer) All right, what’s he lying about? LANDO: This base for starters. Fourteenth in seven years, right? (gestures around the street) Look around -- this place has been here a helluva lot longer than a year.

Han studies the buildings around them. Lando’s right – they all look worn.

LANDO: And that lounge back there -- you see all those decorations? This place isn’t ready to pack up anytime soon. And you don’t get that comfortable if you’re still hitting Imperial bases. HAN: You think he’s made a deal with Fey’yla. LANDO: You heard how he talked about Mon Mothma. Like he expected her to declare herself Empress any day now. HAN: Wait a minute, wait a minute. If Fey’yla and Bel Iblis are planning a coup, why bring us here? LANDO: That brings us to the worst-case scenario, ol’ buddy. Namely, that your friend is a phony.... and we’ve got an Imperial scam going. HAN: You’ve lost me.

Lando gets close to Han and lowers his voice as several uniformed men walk by. LANDO: Think about it. The Empire sets Ackbar up as a traitor. Fey’yla tries for a coup, thinking he’s got a Corellian legend and a secret army behind him. The Republic is thrown into chaos, and the Empire moves right back in. Quick, clean, and simple. HAN: So why bring us here? LANDO: Why not? Doesn’t hurt things; might even help. We blow the whistle on Fey’yla, Mon Mothma pulls back ships to protect Coruscant from a coup that never happens. More chaos, more sectors for the Empire to gobble up. HAN: You’re jumping at shadows. LANDO: And you’re putting too much faith in ghosts.

INT. QUARTERS – PEREGRINE’S NEST – DAY

Han and Lando walk into a stark, barely functional apartment. Only a couch and two love seats can be seen in the living room. Lando sits down on one of the covered love seats.

LANDO: Now this room is what that lounge should have been like.

He starts to pull at the covering.

LANDO: Probably brought the furniture from those Dreadnoughts up there....

The covering comes up, revealing blue-gold upholstery. Lando jumps up with a yelp.

HAN: What? LANDO: Look at it, Han! It’s blue-gold! HAN: (looking at it) Yeah. So what? LANDO: The Empire never decorated ship interiors in blue-gold. The New Republic never has, the Old Republic never has... except once. HAN: Which was...? LANDO: (takes a deep breath) The Katana fleet.

Han goes ashen at the name. He stares down at the chair. HAN: No… it can’t be -- LANDO: I’m telling you, Han! I once looked for it myself. Spent two months researching. This is it!

Han looks down at it, then back at Lando. Both are in shock.

LANDO: That’s why they kept us on the Lady Luck all the way here. They couldn’t hide the fact their Dreadnaught was running with only two thousand crew instead of the normal sixteen thousand. The Katana fleet....

A knock on the door. Han walks over and opens it. It’s Sena, with a blaster in her hand.

SENA: Come on.

EXT. PEREGRINE’S NEST / INT. LANDSPEEDER -- DAY

Han and Lando are herded at gunpoint into the back seat of the landspeeder. Sena takes the back seat with Han and Lando. Irenez is driving.

SENA: (to Irenez) Drive us around – I don’t care where.

Irenez nods and starts the landspeeder up. Sena turns to face Han.

SENA: I want to ask a favor. I want you to ask Mon Mothma to invite Senator Bel Iblis back into the Republic.

Han and Lando share a “Huh?” expression.

HAN: We’d be glad to have him. He doesn’t need an invitation to join up.SENA: It’s not that simple. It’s not as much a matter of joining the Republic.... as rejoining it. HAN: (blinks) Oh? SENA: It happened a long time ago. You know anything about how the Rebel Alliance got started? HAN: Just the official record. Mon Mothma and Bail Organa got three of the biggest groups together and united them. After that, the whole thing snowballed. SENA: Have you ever heard the name of the first agreement? HAN: Yeah, it was called the Cor -- the Corellian Treaty? SENA: It was Senator Bel Iblis, not Mon Mothma, who united those groups together. LANDO: What happened? SENA: To put it bluntly, Mon Mothma took over. She began piling more and more power on herself. When Bail Organa was killed with all of Alderaan, there was no one left to stand up to her. The Senator began to suspect she was going to destroy the Emperor only to sit on his throne. HAN: So he faked his death and started his own war against the Empire.... while waiting to move against Mon Mothma if she turned dictator. SENA: That’s right. HAN: You know that’s not gonna happen. SENA: I know. And privately.... so does he. LANDO: Except he can’t swallow his pride enough to ask Mon Mothma to be let back in.

Han thinks momentarily, then decides to go for broke.

HAN: Tell you what, Sena. We’ll talk to Mon Mothma. But in return, you tell us about the Katana fleet. SENA: What?!?LANDO: Where those ships of yours are from. Don’t bother denying it. SENA: (deep breath) No. LANDO: What’s wrong? We’re all about to be buddies again, remember? HAN: Unless you’ve already promised the fleet to Fey’yla...SENA: No, we haven’t. Not that he hasn’t asked for it. HAN: Damn, I knew it -- he is trying for a coup! SENA: A coup?!? (bray of disbelief) Fey’yla wouldn’t know what to do with a coup if you gift-wrapped it for him. He doesn’t think in terms of conquest. He wants to slime his way to power, not shoot his way. HAN: With friends like him, who needs the Empire? (sigh) Did he set Ackbar up?

SENA: No. Bothans don’t stick their necks out. He probably took advantage of somebody else’s plan.HAN: A scavenger. So how do we deal with him? SENA: Clear Ackbar of all charges, and he should back off. HAN: We may not have that kind of time. LANDO: Wounded dignity aside, Sena, the Senator had better start facing reality. You’re a small isolated group with a line on the Katana fleet. The minute the Grand Admiral finds out what you’ve got, you’re dead. Bring the fleet to the Republic and you get to be heroes. Wait too long, and you’ll lose everything. SENA: (quiet) I know. (thinks) We don’t really know where the fleet is. Our ships came from the man who does. We meet him at a floating casino called the Coral Vanda, on the planet Pantolomin. LANDO: I always wanted to go there...

EXT. LANDING FIELD – PEREGRINE’S NEST – DAY

Bel Iblis is standing beside the Lady Luck. Han, Lando, and Sena walk up.

BEL IBLIS: Solo. Calrissian. I was told you wanted to see me? HAN: Sena told us about the Katana fleet. And your contact.

Bel Iblis’s easy smile fades. He hisses out a breath.

BEL IBLIS: I see. HAN: We need those ships.... but not as bad as we need good commanders. BEL IBLIS: (a pause) I won’t go to Mon Mothma like a beggar pleading to be let in. HAN: You left for good reasons. You can come back the same way. BEL IBLIS: (looks over at Sena) No. I would look like an old fool. LANDO: Forget Mon Mothma for a minute! Every military person in the Republic would be glad to have you back! HAN: Especially with that Grand Admiral running loose. If he catches you here alone, you’ve had it. BEL IBLIS: That thought has occurred to me. (beat) The Harrier’s leaving in half an hour to take Breil’ya back to New Cov. I’ll instruct them to take the Lady Luck along.

He holds out his hand.

BEL IBLIS: It was good to see you. I hope we’ll meet again.

Han takes the hand.

HAN: I’m sure we will.

Han and Lando start to head to the Lady Luck, but Sena stops him.

SENA: (tense whisper) Betray the Senator in any way, and you die by my hand. HAN: I understand.

They climb aboard the Lady Luck.


Han and Lando take their seats.

LANDO: How do I let you talk me into these things? HAN: Because you’re the respectable one.

Han and Lando start working controls, and the yacht’s engines warm up.

HAN: And because we have to do it. Sooner or later the Empire’s gonna find out that fleet’s out there. And if they find it before we do, we’re really gonna be in trouble.

A long moment. Han’s thoughts appear far away, and Lando knows it.

LANDO: Worried about Leia again? HAN: I shouldn’t have let her go, Lando. Something’s gone wrong, I just know it. That lying little critter turned her in, or that Grand Admiral out-thought us again.... something....LANDO: (clasps Han’s shoulder) Leia can take care of herself. And even Grand Admirals make mistakes. HAN: He made his mistake at Sluis Van. He won’t make another.

EXT. PEREGRINE BASE -- DAY

The Lady Luck rises into the sky, turns in mid-air, and flies past camera view.

WIPE TO:

EXT. SPACE

The Chimaera is moving at sublight through the stars.

INT. CHIMAERA -- BRIDGE

Thrawn sits on his command chair, looking over a datapad. Pellaeon stands at attention before him.

THRAWN: You’re sure about this report? PELLAEON: Our informant is reliable. THRAWN: Endor. Why Endor? PELLAEON: Perhaps she’s hiding again. THRAWN: Among the Ewoks? That’s desperation indeed --

Thrawn looks up, his eyes widening with sudden realization. He starts softly chuckling.

PELLAEON: What, sir? THRAWN: (still laughing) Oh, this.... this is clever. I’m impressed. PELLAEON: What?!?THRAWN: They timed the release of Kharbarakh… just so I wouldn’t notice the Falcon there at Endor. Doubtless when we break Kharbarakh, we’ll learn things that we’ll waste countless days and energy to prove wrong. Very cute. (catches his breath) Tell the dynasts they can have their full rite of discovery. He can at least die painfully as an abject lesson to them. And set a course for Endor. Whatever Leia’s looking for there, it’s more important than mere sanctuary. PELLAEON: The location of Mount Tantiss? THRAWN: (considers, nods) That’s the only thing I can think of that’d be worth this much effort. A risk we can’t afford to take. Not now.

An officer runs up under last dialogue, giving Pellaeon a datapad.

OFFICER: (salutes) Sir!

The officer runs back as Pellaeon reads the datapad.

PELLAEON: (reads) Report just came in from the Adamant. They’ve captured one of Karrde’s people. (puzzled) The prisoner insists on talking to you personally. Using code words.... Hapspir, Barrini, Corbolan, Triaxis....THRAWN: (we hear in his voice a note of recognition) Have the Adamant meet us at Endor. I most certainly do want to meet this person.

WIPE TO:

EXT. SPACE – NEAR ENDOR

The Millennium Falcon is tractored into the docking bay of the Chimaera. The Adamant is visible nearby.

INT. THRAWN’S QUARTERS -- CHIMAERA

The door to Thrawn’s quarters opens behind camera view (facing the back of Thrawn’s chair). Thrawn turns in his chair to face the camera and the mystery person.

THRAWN: Welcome back, Emperor’s Hand. You’ve been a long time returning.

The camera pans 180 degrees... to reveal Mara.

MARA: It’s been a long time since I thought there was anything to return to. THRAWN: Would you care to discuss why you helped Luke Skywalker escape from Myrkr? EMPEROR’S VOICE: (V.O.) YOU WILL KILL LUKE SKYWALKER...

The voice is booming, echoing. And only Mara can apparently hear it, as she looks around in shock. Feeling Thrawn’s eyes on her, she takes a deep breath.

MARA: It wasn’t my idea. THRAWN: Was it Karrde who set him loose? MARA: It doesn’t matter. I’m here to offer a deal that will clear the debt. THRAWN: I’m listening. MARA: Stop harassing Karrde and his group. Drop the bounties, and give us three million in credit. THRAWN: (chuckles) I’m afraid even Skywalker is not worth that much. MARA: Oh? What about the Dark Force?

Thrawn sits straight in his chair, all amusement gone from his face.

THRAWN: You know where the Katana fleet is? MARA: No. But Karrde does. He was part of a group that stumbled across it years ago. I’ll get the location from him… and then we’ll trade. THRAWN: How long will it take you to reach Karrde? MARA: Three days. Two and a half, if I push it. THRAWN: You have eight days to bring me the location of the fleet. Or I find Karrde and get the information my own way. MARA: I’ll do what I can.

She turns and leaves. Thrawn turns and presses the arm controls of his chair. The holodisplay of the three Dreadnaughts near New Cov comes into being once again. He takes a good long look.

THRAWN: (to himself) Obviously, someone else also realized what they’d stumbled across....

He presses the communication button.

THRAWN: Captain Pellaeon? PELLAEON: (V.O.) Yes, sir? THRAWN: Contact Niles Ferrier. Tell him to forget the Corellian and his home base and concentrate on Solo and Calrissian. PELLAEON: (V.O.) Aye, sir.

Thrawn deactivates the comlink. A beat.

THRAWN: It seems our final offensive may be ready to launch a bit ahead of schedule....

EXT. HONOGHR – FIELD -- DAY

Threepio is speaking to a decontamination droid as Leia watches from the far distance. The Maitrakh walks up beside her.

MAITRAKH: What will you do now? LEIA: (a sigh) Leave Honoghr. Steal a ship if I have to. MAITRAKH: That should not be difficult for you. LEIA: Kharbarakh has to come with me. MAITRAKH: Impossible. LEIA: If he’s left to the Empire, they’ll make him tell them everything. And then we’ll all die. MAITRAKH: There is no honor in such a sacrifice. LEIA: This isn’t about honor. The Empire once destroyed an entire world because of me. I can’t let that happen again.

The Maitrakh is silent for a moment.

MAITRAKH: There is honor in you, Lady Vader. I will help you. Perhaps we will die together. LEIA: (a beat) Perhaps we will.


Winter has appeared on a holo-display between Han and Lando’s chairs.

WINTER: I’m glad you finally called. I was starting to worry. HAN: We’re okay. We just had to run silent for a while. Any trouble back there? WINTER: No more than usual. The Empire’s still hitting our shipping, and our people are clueless as to how to deal with it. Fey’yla still wants the C-n-C role, but Mon Mothma won’t let him have it. I get the feeling the Council’s starting to have second thoughts about his motives for all this. HAN: I don’t suppose you’ve heard from Leia...WINTER: No, but I have heard from Luke. He wants you to meet him on New Cov. At the “money changing center,” as he put it. HAN: Huh? LANDO: Private joke. I’ll fill you in later. HAN: Thanks, Winter. We’ll be checking in more often from now on. WINTER: All right. Be careful.

Her image disappears.

HAN: It’s your ship, pal. You want to go to New Cov, or that floating casino? LANDO: If the message was from Luke, we don’t have a choice.

EXT. NEW COV -- DAY

Quick establishing shot, as the Lady Luck roars past camera towards the dome city.

INT. NEW COV – LANDING FIELD

HAN’S POV: The main ramp of the yacht opens to reveal the domed city – and Niles Ferrier waiting a few feet from the foot of the ramp, smoking another cigar.

Han and Lando quickly draw their blasters, but Niles holds out his hands to reveal he’s unarmed. HAN: Friend of yours? LANDO: I wouldn’t go that far.

Niles waves them forward, beaming with a slyly innocent expression. Reluctantly, the two smugglers step down from the ramp and walk to him. They keep their blasters down, but ready.

LANDO: Well, hello “Luke.” You’ve changed. NILES: You wouldn’t have come if I’d said who I really was. HAN: What do you want? NILES: To cut a deal with the New Republic for some new warships. Or should I say about two hundred old warships?

Han suddenly spins around to face the ramp, blaster up, as if he saw something. But whatever it is, we don’t see it.

LANDO: You see something? HAN: (uncertain) No...

He squints. But there’s nothing around the ramp but the shadows from the overhead spaceport lights. He turns to face Niles again, lowering the blaster.

HAN: What do you want, and what are you offering in return? NILES: I know the guy’s name, but I don’t know where he is. I thought we could join forces, get to him before the Empire does. HAN: What makes you think the Empire’s involved? NILES: With Grand Admiral Thrawn in charge? He’s into everything. HAN: (pleased grin) “Thrawn,” huh? Thanks, pal.

Niles freezes as he realizes what he let slip.

NILES: (a growl) No charge. Do you know where he is? LANDO: Maybe. What are you offering in return? NILES: I’ll give you half the ships we take out to get the Dark Force, and an option to buy up the rest. LANDO: Forget it. You want to give us the name, fine. We’ll pay you after we get the ships. Otherwise, shove off.

Niles moves back, seemingly more hurt than angry.

NILES: Fine. Be my guest. But if we get to it first, your Republic’s gonna pay a heavy price. LANDO: (turns) Let’s go.

He and Han walk back up the ramp into the Lady Luck. Niles just stares at them, drawing another puff from his cigar.

INT. NEW COV -- SAME

The Lady Luck rises from the platform and heads toward the roof slots of the New Cov dome.

INT. LADY LUCK COCKPIT

HAN: You know, with a little more bargaining –

Lando presses a few buttons on the forward console, and an oscillating humming noise rises from it.

LANDO: I don’t trust him. He smiled too much, and gave up too easily.

Han shrugs.

HAN: Hope we don’t have to come here again. I’m surprised they let us back in.

The humming becomes beeping.

LANDO: Ah HA! I knew it. Scanner just picked up a homing device on the hull. We’ll fly out to Terrijo and drop it off there.

INT. NEW COV – LANDING PAD

Niles watches as the Lady Luck disappears through the dome out into the sky beyond. The shimmering, shadowy Wraith moves up to Niles’ side.

NILES: You’re sure they won’t find the second beacon? WRAITH: They will not. NILES: You’d better be right. I didn’t stand there and take that crap for nothing. Get back to the ship and get her ready to lift. We’ve got a fortune to make... and if we’re lucky, a smart-ass gambler to take out.

WIPE TO:

EXT. RISHI BASE – DAY

Talon Karrde watches as, in a reverse of the last scene, a freighter comes down to a landing in the middle of a spaceport pit before him. Talon is uneasy, and thumbs his comlink.

TALON: Dankin? Anything? DANKIN: (over comm.) Nothing in sight. It’s quiet. TALON: Stay alert.

He deactivates the comlink as the freighter settles on the ground. With a hiss, the freighter’s exit ramp and Mara Jade walks out. Talon puts one hand on his blaster, and Mara blinks in surprise.

MARA: Karrde? TALON: You’re three days late. Where have you been? MARA: (walks up) Took a little detour. TALON: That can happen.

Now it’s Mara’s turn to look uneasy. She looks around, scanning the sky. Talon’s frown deepens.

TALON: Trouble? MARA: I don’t know…I feel --

Talon’s comlink suddenly squeals out with static. Talon speed draws his blaster as a sonic boom is heard in the distance -- and a pair of TIE Fighters howl by overhead. The blaster suddenly flies out of his hand -- and into Mara’s. As he watches, flabbergasted, she slowly aims the gun at him.

A second later, stormtroopers appear around the upper rim of the landing pit, slide down droplines to the ground, and flood around Talon. He stares at Mara… and slowly shakes his head, more out of chagrin and regret than anger.

TALON: “Not exactly a Jedi.” You weren’t kidding, were you?

The stormtroopers grab his arms and cuff them as a drop ship comes down beside the freighter. As the drop ship opens up, they drag him off. Karrde’s gaze never leaves Mara’s… and she can’t look at him. She closes her eyes as he’s hauled up the drop ship ramp. He’s met at the top by Thrawn and Rukh. Thrawn gives him a silent smile, then walks down the ramp toward Mara. As she sees him, her face twists into one of pure rage.

MARA: You promised me!! Eight days!! THRAWN: (casual shrug) I lied.

Mara flings the blaster away, and runs at Thrawn with a feral roar. But before she can rip his throat out with her bare hands as she intended, Rukh intercepts her and tackles her to the ground. A short tussle, but Rukh gets the upper hand and wraps an arm around her neck. Thrawn’s smile widens, and he looks down at her in amusement.

THRAWN: That was very unprofessional.

Mara stares daggers at Thrawn. He suddenly puts a hand to his neck, twitching. A rumble fills the air. She starts to smile as he gags.

THRAWN: Stop that -- or Rukh -- will hurt you!!

Rukh tightens his grip on Mara’s neck, and she starts to gasp for air. It’s a battle of wills…and finally, she looks down. The rumble fades, and Thrawn relaxes as he breathes freely again.

THRAWN: One of the Emperor’s little tricks? MARA: The Emperor taught me many tricks. How to deal with traitors was one of them!!!

Thrawn puts his face right in front of Mara’s.

THRAWN: (softly) I rule the Empire now. Not some long dead Emperor. And certainly not you.

He motions, and Rukh lets Mara go.

THRAWN: I’m willing to let you return to the Empire’s service. But any further outbursts like that, and I’ll give you to Master C’Baoth as a gift. And I suspect you would soon wish I’d had you executed. MARA: Master who?!?

EXT. SPACE OVER RISHI

Quick establishing shot of the Chimaera.

INT. STAR DESTROYER CHIMAERA -- CORRIDOR

Mara walks with Thrawn and Rukh.

MARA: What about Karrde’s people? THRAWN: They’re free to go. The bounties are all canceled. MARA: And Karrde himself?

THRAWN: Karrde will remain aboard until he tells me where the Katana fleet is. If he does so quickly, I’ll let him go and give him the three million you suggested. Otherwise....

He lets Mara silently finish the sentence herself.

MARA: He helped me. When I had no place else to go. THRAWN: Put your feelings aside. They are of no use to the Empire.

Mara stops walking, and watches Thrawn and Rukh continue on out of sight. The camera slowly zooms in on her, as she makes a silent decision.

INT. STAR DESTROYER CHIMAERA -- COMPUTER ROOM

Mara goes to a computer terminal at top speed. From the beeping, her hands are flying across the keyboard. The screen comes up: LOCATION OF MASTER JORUUS C’BAOTH -- SEARCHING...

EXT. RISHI BASE -- DAY

Mara runs around the corner of the smuggler freighter as an Imperial shuttle rises into the air behind her. She looks around nervously.

MARA: Aves? Come on, I know you’re here --

Aves appears out of the freighter’s shadow before her, gun aimed at her head. Mara freezes and holds up her hands.

AVES: (cold and bitter) Give me an excuse. MARA: I didn’t betray him. AVES: I saw what you did.

He moves around Mara and pats her down under next dialogue.

MARA: (sigh) If I’m as bad as you think, why’d I come back here? Especially alone? AVES: Probably a trick, to snag the rest of us. MARA: (looks Aves in the eye, quiet) If you really believe that, you might as well shoot. I can’t get Karrde out without your help.

A long moment.

AVES: The others won’t help you. Half the group thinks you were manipulating him all along. The other half figures you change loyalties twice a year anyway. MARA: (grim) That was true once. Not anymore. AVES: Can you prove that? MARA: Yeah. By saving Karrde’s life. You gonna help, or shoot?

Another moment. Then Aves lowers the gun.

AVES: I’m probably writing my death certificate… What do you need?

EXT. SPACE NEAR JOMARK

A Skipray Blastboat screams past the camera, streaking down toward the looming blue planet of Jomark.

INT. SKIPRAY -- COCKPIT

Mara works the controls.

EMPEROR’S VOICE: YOU WILL KILL LUKE SKYWALKER...

The voice is louder than before. Mara winces, as if the voice is causing physical pain.

MARA: I can’t. Not yet. I need him.

EXT. MANSION – JOMARK -- NIGHT

As an exhausted Luke and C’Baoth walk in the night air, C’Baoth suddenly pauses, looking up at the sky.

LUKE: (groggy) Master? C’BAOTH: You’re tired, Luke. Go get some sleep. LUKE: Are you all right? C’BAOTH: I’m fine. LUKE: Are you sure -- C’BAOTH: I said LEAVE ME!! I AM A JEDI MASTER!!! I NEED HELP FROM NO ONE!!!

The sudden outburst silences Luke.

LUKE: Fine.

He turns, yawning, and walks away. C’Baoth looks back up, narrowing his eyes....


The mansion is visible from Mara’s POV. She brings the ship, preparing to set down near the gate. Suddenly the ship violently shakes --

EXT. SKY OVER JOMARK -- NIGHT

Small rocks are flying from the ground at high speed, smashing into the Skipray’s hull like bullets. The fourth impact sends the ship spiraling out of the sky.


Alarms are going off, and the cockpit panel is smoking. Mara wrestles with the controls. Outside, the mansion disappears and the looming volcano fills the windows.

MARA: All right. You want to crash me... I’ll let you think you did...

EXT. VOLCANO – JOMARK -- NIGHT

The ship’s engines cut out. The Skipray glides over the uphill slope of the rocky volcano, and comes to a rough landing on a small cliff.

EXT. VOLCANO CLIFF -- NIGHT

Mara pulls herself out of the Skipray, a Ysalamiri wrapped around her shoulders -- only to jump back as a turbolaser blasts the rock wall next to her. We see that Luke’s X-Wing fighter hovering in the air, with Artoo flying. Another bolt flies from the X-Wing, shattering the rocks near Mara. Artoo lets out an angry spiel at her.

MARA: Hey – Droid!! Stop shooting! You know who I am. We met on Myrkr, remember?

Artoo goes nuts, telling her off wildly.

MARA: (sheepish) I guess you do remember. But listen -- your master’s in trouble. I have to warn him!

Artoo spits out a sarcastic set of beeps.

MARA: It’s true!! I have to talk to him now, before that Jedi Master figures out I’m still alive and tries to finish me off!

A beat, then the X-Wing edges a little closer. Artoo lets out an interrogatory.

MARA: Yes, that was him trying to kill me. Nice and quiet, so Luke wouldn’t notice and ask questions. And if you don’t take me over there, Luke’s not gonna know until it’s too late that his new master’s working for the Empire!

Artoo squawks in panic. Then the X-Wing canopy opens.

EXT. MANSION – WIDE SHOT - NIGHT

The X-Wing sets down outside the gate. Mara’s out of the canopy in a second, gun out, running toward the palace.

EXT. MANSION – AT GATE -- NIGHT

C’Baoth is standing beside the open gate door. Mara keeps her blaster aimed at him.

MARA: You always greet your visitors like that? C’BAOTH: I have no visitors but Thrawn’s lackeys. The rest are intruders. MARA: How do you know Thrawn didn’t send me? C’BAOTH: Don’t insult me. I can read your thoughts. Did you really think you could take my Jedi from me? MARA: I need Skywalker’s help. You gonna step aside, or we gotta do this the hard way?

A slight smile tugs at C’Baoth’s lips.

C’BAOTH: You will bow before me one day. I have foreseen it. You will come to me, of your own free will.

The door of the mansion opens behind him --

C’BAOTH: (loudly) I told you to go to bed!

Luke steps out of the door and walks up to the gate, looking and sounding weaker than ever.

LUKE: I felt a disturbance in the Force. As if a battle were taking place. Hello, Mara. MARA: Skywalker... look -- LUKE: (pointing at her blaster) Aren’t you aiming that at the wrong person?

Mara rolls her eyes, hating every second of this.

MARA: (she can’t even believe it) I didn’t come here to kill you – believe it or not. Karrde’s been captured by the Imperials. I need your help to get him out.

LUKE: I see. (to C’Baoth) What really happened here?

Mara almost screams in despair.

C’BAOTH: Does it matter? Despite her words, she did indeed come here to kill you. Would you rather I didn’t stop her? MARA: Skywalker --

Luke holds up a hand, cutting her off. His eyes are still on C’Baoth.

LUKE: Did she threaten you? Or hurt you?

C’Baoth bristles. A dark and deadly look comes into his eyes. Mara stares at this growing face-off in confusion… and then in growing understanding. She doesn’t need to convince Luke of C’Baoth’s treachery – he already knows.

C’BAOTH: (a dangerous new edge in his voice) You leave with her, and you turn your back on everyone. Together, you and I, we can heal the galaxy. Without us, there is no hope at all.

Mara notes the weariness on Luke’s face, and takes a guess as to why. She pulls the head of the ysalamiri on her shoulder up and out, and starts walking towards Luke.

MARA: Maybe he can do it without you...

As the ysalamiri is put closer to Luke, he suddenly gasps, instantly gaining both in energy and understanding. He nods and smiles sadly at C’Baoth.

LUKE: (now fully alert) This is how you would “heal the galaxy”? With coercion and deceit? (shakes his head) Surely you understand the means are no less important than the ends.

Unexpectedly, C’Baoth laughs. And at that second, a rock suddenly knocks Mara’s blaster from her hands. Luke jumps between the two, lightsaber igniting --

LUKE: (to Mara) Get behind me!

C’Baoth lets loose a Force lightning volley. Luke blocks the energy with his lightsaber. A couple of stray bolts get past Luke, but are deflected by Mara’s ysalamiri. Mara lifts her blaster, trying to get a clear shot --

FLASH OF LIGHT – and C’Baoth is knocked to the ground as a turbolaser bolt blasts a mini-crater into the ground before him. Luke and Mara glance over at the X-Wing, which is a few feet in the air and now turned in their direction. In the droid socket, Artoo yodels in victory. With a salute to the little droid, Luke goes to check on the prone C’Baoth.

LUKE: He’s still alive.

Mara aims her blaster at C’Baoth’s head.

MARA: I can fix that --

Luke grabs her arm and pulls the blaster down before she can fire.

LUKE: NO! MARA: You don’t leave an enemy at your back! Not if you like living! LUKE: He’s not evil, he’s sick. He needs help.

MARA: You didn’t hear the way he was talking before you showed up. He sounded like Vader used to. LUKE: Vader broke free of the Dark Side. Maybe C’Baoth can too.

A moment. Then Mara holsters the blaster.

MARA: It’s your back that gets the knife if you’re wrong. LUKE: I know. (gets up and lets Mara’s arm go) You said Karrde’s in trouble? MARA: Yes. I’ll explain on the way.

The two run offscreen, leaving C’Baoth unconscious on the ground.

WIPE TO:

EXT. SPACE

An Imperial shuttle flies toward the Star Destroyer Chimaera.

INT. CHIMAERA LANDING BAY

The shuttle’s wings fold up, and the craft comes to a landing inside the Destroyer’s hangar bay. MARA: (V.O., echoing) Shuttle thirty-seven down. Awaiting further orders. BAY OFFICER: (V.O., echoing) Shuttle thirty-seven, acknowledge. Shut down all systems and prepare for unloading.

INT. IMPERIAL SHUTTLE COCKPIT

Mara and Luke are sitting at the controls.

MARA: Control, this is my first cargo run. How long before we’re ready to leave? BAY OFFICER: (on comm) Figure a couple of hours at least. MARA: Thanks. Maybe I’ll take a nap.

She turns off the comm and nods at Luke.

MARA: Let’s do it.

They get up and move to the back of the cockpit area, walking down a spiral staircase to the lower level.

INT. IMPERIAL SHUTTLE COCKPIT – LOWER LEVEL

The two head down to the bottom of the staircase and into the storage area of the shuttle.

LUKE: Really wish we could have brought Artoo. He could run interference with the ship’s computers.MARA: I can do more with Imperial computers than your droid can dream of. (points down) Right there. Nothing vital underneath.

INT. CHIMAERA LANDING BAY

The camera shows the bottom of the shuttle just over the hangar floor. With a familiar hum, Luke’s green lightsaber cuts at an angle through the shuttle and into the hangar’s hull. It cuts a slanted round opening into both shuttle and hangar. After the blade vanishes, the two cut pieces of metal rise into the air and quietly move aside.

INT. STAR DESTROYER CORRIDOR

First Mara and then Luke fall through the hole Luke made in the ceiling. Mara has her blaster out at once, looking around them; Luke has his unignited lightsaber in his gloved hand.

MARA: Now for some uniforms....

INT. DETENTION CELL

Talon Karrde is slumped against the wall on the bunk. The door opens, and a Death Star Officer appears -- who pulls off his helmet to reveal himself as Luke.

TALON: I don’t believe it....LUKE: Me either. You fit to travel? TALON: (stiffly gets up) Yeah. They were just starting to soften me up. LUKE: We’re going to rock-chimney it down the trash compactor. You ever do that before? TALON: No, but I’m a quick student.

The two walk out of the cell, shutting the door behind them.

INT. TRASH COMPACTOR

The dank trash compactor is nearly wedged shut, allowing Luke and Talon to climb down the walls.

TALON: The side of the Empire the tourists never see. Mara’s here, isn’t she? LUKE: She is. She told me how you were captured. She said she didn’t betray you. TALON: I know. Thrawn was trying a little too hard to convince me she did. What’d she promise you for your help in all this? LUKE: Nothing. She said I owed her one.

They reach the floor. The walls are opened enough for the door to be accessible, and the two carefully step over to it.

TALON: She didn’t maybe mention nothing about why Thrawn had me here in the first place? LUKE: I assumed revenge for letting me escape from Myrkr. Is there more to it? TALON: Let’s just say if we make it out of here, the Republic’s in for one helluva reward.

The trash compactor doors open, and the walls move apart. The two walk out.

INT. STAR DESTROYER CORRIDOR OUTSIDE TRASH COMPACTOR

Mara (in a black Imperial uniform) is waiting for them. She tosses Karrde a flight suit that he starts to put on over his clothes.

TALON: Thanks. Where are we going? MARA: We came in on a supply shuttle. We should have just enough time to seal up the hole in its’ hull. Come on.

The three start down the corridor toward a nearby turbolift.


Thrawn walks up to Pellaeon at the rear bridge consoles.

THRAWN: Good evening, Captain. Is that the bridge deflector overhaul? PELLAEON: (showing him a datapad) Yes, sir. No problems so far. The cargo loading’s ahead of schedule. THRAWN: Good. Have the Millennium Falcon moved to deep storage. PELLAEON: Yes sir. Oh, one other strange report -- a crashed Skipray at the supply base perimeter. THRAWN: (alert) Show me.

Pellaeon works a side console.

PELLAEON: No bodies, but they did find this --

On the console, an image of an ysalamiri appears in a stormtrooper’s hands (the crashed Skipray is nearby). Thrawn whirls to face the command ramp.

THRAWN: (loudly) Intruder alert!!

Sirens go off. Thrawn starts briskly down the ramp with Pellaeon.

THRAWN: Order an immediate check on Karrde’s cell. If he’s still there, put him under heavy guard. And shut the main computer down. PELLAEON: Shut down?!?THRAWN: Carry out your orders, Captain. Ms. Jade must have hacked into the computer to learn where we’d be. PELLAEON: That’s impossible – the codes would have been changed years ago!THRAWN: There are likely secret codes hardwired into the system. Set there by the Emperor for his use…and that of his agents. OFFICER: (from the crew pits) Sir, detention level reports Karrde is not in his cell! THRAWN: Alert all units. I want Karrde alive. I also want his would-be rescuers alive if possible. If not -- (pauses, adjusts his collar, then calmer) I’ll understand.

INT. STAR DESTROYER – DROID STORAGE ROOM

Several deactivated maintenance droids fill the room. As Luke and Talon keep a lookout at the door, Mara frantically types on a computer terminal set into the wall amidst tubes and cables. Suddenly the console goes black. She thumps it in frustration.

LUKE: What’s the matter? MARA: He’s shut off the computer. TALON: Where are we? MARA: Above the deep storage bays. TALON: They’re expecting us to go to the hangar bay. We can steal a ship from deep storage and fly through the hangar via vehicle lift. LUKE: Hold it – someone’s coming!

Mara ducks behind the terminal, blaster in hand. Karrde, weaponless, puts himself behind several droids. Luke flattens himself against the wall.

The door opens, and four stormtroopers start in, as well as a couple of officers.

OFFICER: (points at Mara) There!!

Mara is faster, and guns down a pair of troopers. Luke lunges from the wall, lightsaber ignited, and cuts down the rest.

INT. STAR DESTROYER CHIMAERA -- BRIDGE

PELLAEON: (at the side console) No sign of them on the detention level. One of the waste grates was cut open. THRAWN: Cut open how? PELLAEON: I don’t know, sir. THRAWN: Find out. OFFICER: Admiral, team 102’s been found dead. Two shot -- we’re not sure how the other two were killed.

Thrawn’s face twists with uncharacteristic anger.

THRAWN: Skywalker!!!PELLAEON: What? He’s on Jomark with C’Baoth!THRAWN: Was on Jomark!! RUKH!!

The small Noghri, Rukh, appears before Thrawn.

RUKH: Yes, my Lord? THRAWN: Get a squad together and move all the ysalamiri in the ship to the hangar bay.

Rukh nods and leaves.

PELLAEON: We can use the ysalamiri from the bridge -- THRAWN: (looks away, putting a hand to his head) Quiet... I need to think... (a long moment, then quietly to himself) They won’t make for the shuttles... (looks at Pellaeon) Where’s the Millennium Falcon? PELLAEON: I just had it moved to deep storage, as per your orders. THRAWN: (smug) Send a squad to deep storage. We have them, Captain.

INT. STAR DESTROYER – DEEP STORAGE HANGAR

A massive storage area, filled with various Imperial ships. A large air duct is cut open by Luke’s lightsaber, and part of the duct falls to reveal Luke, Talon and Mara.

TALON: No one around. We’ve beaten them here.LUKE: Maybe they don’t know we’re coming. MARA: No. If there’s one thing Thrawn’s great at, it’s predicting his enemy’s next move. TALON: Half dozen ships out here. Any would do.

The three start across the hangar. The hum of a lift can be heard in the distance as Mara heads to a freestanding computer console and looks it over.

Luke suddenly stops dead, eyes going wide. Rising into the deep storage hangar on that lift is... the Millennium Falcon. Mara and Talon look over at the stunned Jedi warrior.

LUKE: Did.... (swallows, then quiet) did Thrawn say anything about other prisoners? MARA: Not to me. I got the impression the ship was deserted.

Luke starts for the Falcon, hooking his lightsaber back onto his belt.

LUKE: We’re taking it back with us! Come on!

As he reaches the lift, a naval officer and a tech come into view at the pirate starship’s underside. The officer yanks out his blaster, but Luke thrusts out his arm. The blaster is yanked by an invisible grip from the officer’s hand, reverses direction, and hits the officer in the stomach. He

coughs in agony and doubles over. The tech stares in open-jawed awe, holding a datapad and comlink in his hands. Luke takes them from him as Talon starts up the starship’s ramp. Mara’s still working at the computer console.

LUKE: I’ll take that.

The tech stares up at him as he rushes up the ramp, then turns and runs as the Falcon’s engines begin to warm up.

INT. MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT

The lift starts to drop as Talon straps in.

INT. STAR DESTROYER – DEEP STORAGE BAY

A wide door in the hangar wall opens, and a ton of stormtroopers rush in and run straight at the Millennium Falcon. Mara’s still at the console, and crouches behind it ready to fire. Luke appears at the open ramp, lightsaber out and ready. He rushes the nearest stormtroopers, cutting through blasters and men with equal ease. Mara opens fire, taking another two out, and jabs one last key on the console. Suddenly, the vehicle lift begins to drop, and Luke struggles to keep his balance.

LUKE: Mara, jump!

Mara risks another blaster shot before leaping out toward the lift. Luke throws out his hand again, and her descent slows. She lands on the ramp beside him and they rush up into the starship. The ramp closes.

INT. STAR DESTROYER – CARGO CORRIDOR

The lift stops at one end of a wide corridor.

INT. MILLENNIUM FALCON -- COCKPIT

Mara works furiously at a side console, using the datapad Luke took. Luke and Talon are at the cockpit controls.

Talon’s POV: In the far distance, a light shines from the floor at the other end of the long, wide corridor. Another lift plate is starting to come down to cover that light, however.

MARA: I can’t get in!!TALON: Hang on!!

INT. STAR DESTROYER – CARGO CORRIDOR – HANGAR BAY

The Falcon blasts off the lift, flying down the wide corridor as fast as it can go, angling down through the shrinking hole. The top dish is torn out and the ship scrapes the edge of the floor --

-- and flies right out into the open hangar of the SD, buzzing the people working below!

EXT. STAR DESTROYER CHIMAERA

The Falcon zips away from the Star Destroyer, dodging the larger ship’s turbolaser fire.

INT. STAR DESTROYER -- BRIDGE

Thrawn watches nonchalantly from the window as the Falcon streaks out of sight. Behind him, Pellaeon’s fists are clenched and shaking.

THRAWN: (without looking back at Pellaeon) We’ve lost a round. Nothing more. PELLAEON: (stiff as he walks alongside Thrawn) We’ve lost far more than that. There’s no way he won’t give them the Katana fleet now. THRAWN: He won’t give them anything. He’ll negotiate for them. Those negotiations will take time...

He looks over at Pellaeon as understanding lights the old man’s face.

THRAWN: …and at this point, a little time is all we need. Thanks to Ferrier, we know where Solo is going... and I now know who it is he’ll be looking for. Set course for the Pantalomin sector, Captain. PELLAEON: Aye, sir.

Pellaeon walks off. A moment.

THRAWN: (to himself) Yes. Now it’s a race.

WIPE TO:

EXT. NYSTAO – SUNSET

Establishing wide-shot.

INT. DUHKA – HONOGHR

Princess Leia looks up silently at the family tree wall. She runs her hand over the ornate markings, the long lines of descent. The Maitrakh silently joins her, looking at the wall as well. Neither says anything for a moment.

MAITRAKH: Do you see in the wood the death of our people? LEIA: I can’t see the future, Maitrakh. I was just thinking about... children.

She looks down sadly at her belly as she caresses it.

MAITRAKH: You are carrying children? LEIA: (nods) My first two. Wondering how much of their character a family can mold... and how much is born with them. Wondering if evil can be passed through generations. MAITRAKH: You fear for them. LEIA: (whisper) yes.

A moment.

MAITRAKH: I sent all four of my sons to death in the Emperor’s battles. It never becomes any easier to watch them go.LEIA: (quiet) I’ve sent friends to their deaths – that was hard enough. I can’t imagine sending my child…ren…

Leia frowns, as she replays in her mind what the maitrakh said.

LEIA: All four sons? I thought Kharbarakh was your son too. MAITRAKH: (laughs) No, no. He is my great-grandson.

Leia slowly looks up, a strange look on her face... ominous music...

LEIA: (quiet) Maitrakh. How long has your world been like this? How many years? MAITRAKH: Lady Vader, what have I said--? LEIA: HOW MANY YEARS?!?MAITRAKH: In years of the Emperor... er... forty-four.

Leia sags, holding her hand on the wall to keep standing. White-hot rage blazes in her eyes. She waddles over to the hut’s door and throws it open.

LEIA: CHEWIE!!! GET OVER HERE!!!MAITRAKH: My lady, what is wrong –

Leia points outside, to the visible devastation beyond the village. Chewbacca runs up in the background.

LEIA: THAT is what’s wrong!! THAT’S not forty-four years worth of decontamination work! They’ve lied to you, Maitrakh. You’ve been slaves for nearly half a century, and for nothing!

Chewie runs up, growling, crossbow at the ready.

LEIA: I’m not in trouble -- Chewie, I need a chemical analysis of both the soil and that kholm-grass out there. Right now!!

Chewie is surprised, but grunts a quick acknowledgment and runs off.

LEIA: (to Maitrakh) If that test shows what I think it’s gonna show, I’m going straight to the dynasts at Nystao!

EXT. GRAND DUKHA – NYSTAO -- NIGHT

Night. Outside a larger and more elaborate dukha, Kharbarakh is chained to a pair of posts. A group of Noghri are standing around him, watching as Leia, Chewie and the Maitrakh approaches them. Leia looks at a datapad Chewbacca has given her, nods to him, and returns it before speaking to the Noghri.

LEIA: I greet you, dynasts of the Noghri. I am the Mal’ary’ush, daughter of your Lord, Darth Vader. I have come to reveal that your debt to the Empire has been more than paid, and that the Empire has resorted to treachery to keep you serving them.

A Noghri steps forward from the group.

NOGHRI #1: Mal’ary’ush, Lord Vader is dead. The Grand Admiral wishes you as his prisoner. Will you surrender peacefully? LEIA: I did not come here to surrender. I came to enlighten you. NOGHRI #1: Then we take you by force.

He motions to a pair of Noghri, who approaches Leia. Suddenly, Leia’s lightsaber jumps off her belt, igniting in mid-air. The Noghri jump back, giving a collective gasp. Leia looks at each of them in turn.

LEIA: That’s better.

She takes the ‘saber and deactivates it.

LEIA: I am not merely Vader’s daughter – I am heir to his power. Will you hear me out?

A moment. No one answers.

LEIA: You know the story of how your world was devastated by galactic war. How the Lord Vader came and gave you aid. And you know full well the price you’ve paid since.

Chewbacca hands Leia a sample of kholm-grass.

LEIA: Here is what you did not know. After Lord Vader left, the Empire seeded your world with an altered version of the kholm-grass. Sent by the Emperor to poison your world.

A buzz of stunned conversation. Leia waits.

NOGHRI #1: Your story is dreams! LEIA: Let’s find out. Chewie?

The Wookiee drags over a decontamination droid. Leia uses her lightsaber to cut it open, pulling out a cylinder.

LEIA: I call on the dynasts to witness that this cylinder was indeed taken from this decon droid.

She puts the grass on the ground, and pours the contents of the cylinder on it. The plant smokes and burns under the liquid. An unnerving silence from the Noghri.

LEIA: The altered kholm-grass had only one purpose -- to inhibit the growth of all other plant life. You must now decide whether your debt has been paid.

She hands the lightsaber to Noghri #1. After a moment.... he returns the Jedi weapon.

NOGHRI #1: We cannot join you openly. At least not yet. A full convocate of the Noghri people must be called. You may have Kharbarakh as your bodyguard.

Leia moves over to Kharbarakh, freeing him from the post with a few well-placed swipes from the ‘saber.

NOGHRI #1: (as Leia works) Kharbarakh’s family conspired to free him. His clan is in disgrace until he is found. LEIA: Be careful. If even a hint of this gets back to the Empire -- NOGHRI #1: Do not presume to tell warriors their job. Can you obtain real decontamination devices? LEIA: I’ll go straight to Coruscant and get some. NOGHRI #1: We will eagerly await them.

Leia nods to the Maitrakh in thanks. The Maitrakh returns the nod.

LEIA: (to Kharbarakh) Let’s go.

WIPE TO:

EXT. UNDERWATER – PANTOLOMIN

The deep blue of the sea. Gradually, searchlights sweep across the water, showing brief glimpses of beautiful coral, and then a mammoth submersible vessel comes into view. Designed and built for luxury, the Coral Vanda smoothly glides through the depths. INT. CORAL VANDA – CASINO LEVEL

Inside, the vessel is bustling with chatting tourists and gamblers. Half a dozen sabacc card tables are scattered through the three-level casino area, plus a range of bars and other gambling games. The tables are packed, and shouts (of victory and defeat) fill the huge deck. The ceiling and walls are transparent and show off the wonders of Pantalomin’s underwater life.

At one bar, Han and Lando sit and look around. Lando finishes off his drink and puts the glass down. HAN: Where is he? LANDO: Maybe he skipped this trip. Sena said the guy spends money like water.HAN: So what do you suggest? LANDO: (gets up) I suggest we plant ourselves at a sabacc table and start dropping some serious money. If this guy loses money as fast as Sena says, he’ll come around --

Lando’s voice trails off, and his eyes widen as he takes in who has just come into view on the other side casino... Niles Ferrier. Niles spots the two and waves at them with an “I gotcha!” look on his face. Han also gets up.

HAN: I don’t believe this....

Niles throws them a “come hither” gesture and runs off through a door.

HAN: Keep your blaster ready. LANDO: No kidding.

The two get up and follow Niles. Halfway to the door, the two are shook as the ship shudders slightly. A distant, booming noise is heard from outside, and the crowd noises trail to a stop.

HAN: Was that what I think that was? LANDO: Ferrier’s dealing, all right -- but not with us!

The two ex-pirates bolt to the door. Just as they reach it, another boom and even worse shaking wracks the casino. The two are thrown apart, in opposite directions. The people in the casino begin to scream and run about in panic. A pitch-black, shadowy arm grabs Han’s with an iron grip --

HAN: LANDO --

Han is yanked through the door, which closes before Lando can reach it. Another boom and shake, and Lando is thrown from the closed door.

INT. CORAL VANDA – STORAGE ROOM

Han is thrown against the wall by the shadow -- the Wraith. Niles stands at the other end of the room, smoking that cigar of his. Another hit from above, and Niles puts his palm against the wall to hold his balance. A wine bottle near him is knocked off the shelf and shatters on the floor. He waits for the shaking to end before speaking.

NILES: Hello, Solo. Nice of you to drop in. (indicates the Wraith) This is my friend. The one who put the second homing device inside your ship --

Han jumps to his feet, and the Wraith produces a blaster from out of nowhere and levels it at him.

NILES: Uh uh uh!

Another boom and shake.

HAN: It ain’t too late to make a deal, Ferrier. NILES: This is your deal, pal. I ain’t got nothing personal against you, so you’re gonna stay put in here, safe and sound, until those nasty Imperials are gone. Calrissian, on the other hand... he’ll be right in the heart of the fight, trying to protect poor Captain Hoffner. With any luck... (evil chuckle)

Han grits his teeth, trying not to completely lose his temper.

HAN: What if he’s not aboard? The Imperials won’t be too happy about that. NILES: Oh, he’s aboard. We’ve had him tied up in our suite since an hour after we sailed.

Another shake. Niles moves to the door.

NILES: Nice talking to you, but I’ve got a deal to close. See you. (opens the door) HAN: We’ll pay you double --

Ferrier walks out. The door closes and locks behind him. Han looks over at the Wraith.

HAN: What about you? You want to be rich?

An evil smile becomes visible on the Wraith’s features.

HAN: Damn.

Another shake, and Han and the Wraith are jerked violently to the side.

EXT. PANTOLOMIN -- OCEAN

Looming over the stretches of ocean like a monstrous thundercloud, the Chimaera continues to fire into the waters of Pantolomin.


Thrawn and Pellaeon watch on a radar display as the Coral Vanda zigzags to avoid the shots.

PELLAEON: They’re stubborn. I’ll give them that. THRAWN: They’re gamblers, Captain. They’d rather drown than lose their fortunes. PELLAEON: Won’t be much longer before they’re at that point. Main engines are out, and their hull is starting to crack. If they don’t surface in ten minutes, they won’t at all. THRAWN: Look. (points at the screen) They’re making for that reef there. PELLAEON: They’ll never make it. Best to be sure though. A shot right at the entrance should do it. THRAWN: A pity to ruin such a work of art. Created by living, yet nonsentient beings. I would have loved to have studied them more closely. (sigh) Fire when ready.

EXT. PANTOLOMIN – OCEAN

In a shot from below, the Chimaera fires down directly at (and creates a huge splash of water around) the camera.

EXT. UNDERWATER – PANTALOMIN

With a thunderous CRACK and a massive cloud of bubbles, the reef outcropping breaks over the cavern the Coral Vanda was making for. The shock wave shoots over the floating casino, rocking it badly.

INT. CORAL VANDA – STORAGE ROOM

The room is upended by the shock wave. A set of crates collapse near the Wraith, and one nails it in the chest. Han takes advantage, lunging forward and kicking the blaster out of the fallen Wraith’s hand. The Wraith tries to get back up, slipping on the whiskey it’s been drenched in. Han rolls, grabs the blaster, and fires at the whiskey-soaked floor. The floor catches fire, as too does the Wraith. It screams, writhing in agony. A fire alarm starts to wail, and sprinklers go off over the creature, dousing it with white foam. Not giving it the chance to recover, Han shoots the door lock (which opens the door) and runs out of the room.

INT. CORAL VANDA -- CORRIDOR

Han looks both ways and runs down the now-deserted corridor, blaster up and ready.

EXT. PANTALOMIN

The heavily damaged Coral Vanda finally surfaces beneath the massive Star Destroyer, as lifepods start to eject from the sea vessel’s sides. An Imperial heavy shuttle leaves the Destroyer’s hangar and floats down towards the Coral Vanda’s hull.

INT. CORAL VANDA – CORRIDOR

Lando rushes down another corridor of the now-deserted casino ship, heading for a computer terminal in the far distance. He turns into a cross-corridor, and finds himself facing four thugs and a white-haired smuggler. He lunges to the side to avoid their blaster fire. He braces himself for their pursuit; but thankfully they turn down another cross-corridor and out of view. He looks back out, and another blaster bolt just misses his other side. He jerks across the intersection, rolling on the floor as three stormtroopers come into view from behind. He scrambles to his feet and rushes toward an arched doorway halfway down the corridor. He’s almost there when he hears blaster fire from behind – and the troopers’ death screams. He looks back.

The last trooper falls, revealing their killer – Han. Lando, gasping for breath, runs up to him.

LANDO: Ferrier’s got our man! HAN: That’s not all. He’s gunning for you too. LANDO: We’ve got to stop ‘em before they let the Imperials in!

Han crosses over to a crew access door, pries open a panel, and hotwires the door open.

HAN: There we go –

He jumps back from the opening as blaster fire shoots through it.

HAN: How many people has Ferrier got on this ship? LANDO: A lot.

The distant boom of a grenade, followed by blaster fire and screams, reaches the two.

HAN: That’s it. We’ve gotta bail.

He grabs Lando’s arm and pulls him away in the opposite direction.

EXT. PANTALOMIN

Another escape pod shoots from the damaged Coral Vanda’s side, joining the growing sea of pods in the water.

INT. ESCAPE POD

Inside the small escape pod, Han and Lando watch helplessly as two other Imperial heavy shuttles land on the surfaced passenger liner. Lando looks over at his grim-faced friend.

LANDO: We did all we could. HAN: (sarcastic) Yeah, we’re really on top of things. LANDO: (sigh) Well, at least we have a chance to get ready. HAN: How do you get ready to be hit by two hundred Dreadnaughts?

Lando can’t answer that.

EXT. CORUSCANT -- DUSK

Establishing shot of the city.

INT. NEW REPUBLIC COUNCIL CHAMBER – CORUSCANT

Our heroes are all reunited and sitting in the Council chamber, now with the addition of Karrde and Mara. Mon Mothma is standing across the table from Karrde, with Fey’yla sitting next to her. Both leaders wear stunned expressions on their faces.

MON MOTHMA: (whisper) The Katana fleet. After all these years... it’s incredible...FEY’YLA: (suspicious) Some might call it more than that.HAN: He’s not lying, Councilor. I’ve seen some of the ships.

Fey’yla is strangely reluctant to meet Han’s steely gaze.

FEY’YLA: There are plenty of Dreadnaughts out there. LUKE: I don’t believe this! The Katana Fleet’s been found, the Empire’s going after it, and we’re sitting here arguing??FEY’YLA: The problem is, you’re too quick to believe what you see. I think Captain Solo has been lied to. HAN: (darkly) How do you figure? FEY’YLA: This contact of yours – who I notice you refuse to name – told you a story and dressed it up with false evidence. You said yourself you were never aboard any of the ships – that chair Calrissian looked at could have come from anywhere. HAN: The Empire thought there was someone worth grabbing at the Coral Vanda. FEY’YLA: Or they wanted you to think there was.

Han’s eyes are burning with anger. Talon pulls himself up and tries to head off the looming confrontation.

TALON: All right, all right. Let’s just say, for the sake of argument, that he’s right, and this is all a lie. What does Thrawn stand to gain from it? FEY’YLA: (stiff) We’d have to draw off personnel to crew those two hundred ships. A lot of personnel.

Lando clears his throat, uncomfortable.

LANDO: I’m afraid he does have a point. Even if those ships are in mint condition and ready to fly, whoever gets them are gonna need two thousand crew a piece.

HAN: The Empire already has a call out for new ships, remember? They’ve got recruits ready to go. LANDO: I doubt they’ve got four hundred thousand of them. FEY’YLA: Well, we certainly don’t have four hundred thousand to spare. And drawing off that many active personnel would leave many star systems completely undefended. No, the Empire has a great deal to gain by hasty action on our part. TALON: (cold) And everything to gain by our not acting. I worked with Captain Hoffner for two years, and I can tell you it won’t take long for them to get the fleet’s location out of him. Not long at all. (looks at Mon Mothma) You don’t act right now, you’re going to lose everything. FEY’YLA: If there’s anything out there to lose.

Now Talon is seething. Leia takes over as mediator.

LEIA: (trying to cool tensions) That’ll be easy to check. We can send a tech crew to take a look at least. If they’re there, and they’re operational, we can start a salvage effort.

Talon seems unimpressed with the idea, but Mon Mothma nods.

MON MOTHMA: Agreed. Councilor Fey’yla, coordinate with Admiral Drayson. I want an Escort Frigate and two X-Wing squadrons sent. I want them ready by tomorrow morning. TALON: I’ll supply the coordinates then. FEY’YLA: Let me remind you – TALON: Or would you rather I leave tonight and sell it to the highest bidder? FEY’YLA: (beat) In the morning, then. MON MOTHMA: Then this meeting is adjourned.

She gavels the meeting to a close. Everyone gets up. Han walks past Leia, following Fey’yla. Talon turns to Mara. He slips her a datapad as he whispers in her ear.

TALON: Head to the Trogan system, find Aves. I want every ship we’ve got at the Katana fleet ASAP.

Mara nods and leaves. Talon goes over to Leia.

TALON: Princess, I need to speak with you....

INT. IMPERIAL PALACE – GRAND CORRIDOR

Fey’yla is walking down the Grand Corridor, past a long row of plants.

HAN: (O.S.) Hey! Fey’yla!

Fey’yla turns to face Han.

FEY’YLA: What?

Han walks/runs over to Fey’yla, then walks alongside him as he speaks. The plants turn a slight, rippling shade of red as he speaks.

HAN: You know how you messed up? You played by Bothan rules. That bank thing with Ackbar made him look bad, so you jumped on him. Problem is, nobody else jumped with you. So now your neck’s stuck out and your career’s on the line. You don’t know how to back off gracefully. FEY’YLA: Did it occur to you that maybe I thought Ackbar really was a traitor? HAN: No. But a lot of people do. They can’t imagine you making that kind of accusation without proof. FEY’YLA: What makes you think I don’t have any?

HAN: For starters, you haven’t revealed it. Then the fact you sent your aide Breil’ya to get Bel Iblis behind you --FEY’YLA: I don’t know what you’re talking about -- HAN: -- but five minutes ago you were ready to throw Iblis to the cravers if it gave you time to get the Katana fleet.

Fey’yla stops cold, still not looking at Han.

FEY’YLA: Let me be frank with you, Solo. I know what you’re trying to do. You hope to bring the fleet to Coruscant yourself – HAN: No, no – FEY’YLA: Force my downfall and Ackbar’s reinstatement -- HAN: No. You’re wrong. Mon Mothma, Leia, and the others -- they don’t play by Bothan rules. If Ackbar’s innocent, he’s freed. If he’s guilty, he’s punished. Simple as that. FEY’YLA: Stick to smuggling and fighting. The things you know, Solo. Politics are far above you. HAN: This is your last chance, Fey’yla. You can be a hero. Really. But if you keep going like this, you’re going to take the whole Republic down with you. FEY’YLA: I do not intend to fall.

Fey’yla continues down the hall, leaving a sour Han standing there. After a moment, Han shakes his head and starts heading the other way.

INT. WEDGE ANTILLES’ BEDROOM – CORUSCANT -- NIGHT

A dark bedroom, with only a window to tell us we’re still on Coruscant. A buzzing noise fills the room. With a groan, a shirtless Wedge Antilles turns on the light and pulls himself up out of bed. He grabs a comlink from the bedside table.

WEDGE: Hello? LUKE: (over comlink) Wedge, it’s Luke. Feel like getting your people in trouble? WEDGE: (yawn) When aren’t we in trouble?

Music builds --

EXT. SPACE

A Republic cruiser flies through space at cruising speed. The underside of the Corvette opens, and several X-Wings fly out into space. Another angle from behind the cruiser reveals an awe-inspiring sight in the distance ahead – nearly two-dozen giant Dreadnaughts floating in formation out in space. The ships are so deep out in space that they can only be made out by their running lights.

INT. CORVETTE BRIDGE

Luke and Han stand on the bridge of the Corellian cruiser. Luke points out at a set of running lights farther away than the closer Dreadnaughts.

LUKE: Let’s take... that one. HAN: Any reason? LUKE: (hesitant) I don’t really know.

Han looks at Luke, then shrugs.

HAN: Sure, we’ll take that one. Wedge, you getting all this? WEDGE: (on comm) Copy. Shifting to escort position.

EXT. SPACE

The Corvette flies toward the Dreadnaught Luke picked out. It soon becomes clear just how large the older ship is, as the Corvette is dwarfed as it approaches; the X-Wings are little more than gnats. Finally, a docking bay becomes visible on the mammoth ship’s underside. The Corellian vessel turns around and rises upward, fitting neatly into the large docking area. The X-Wings continue to fly around outside.

INT. DREADNAUGHT – DOCKING BAY

The Corvette slowly comes to a landing inside what we now realize is a cavernous hangar. The underside of the Republic vessel slowly opens, and a ramp is lowered. A floating sled filled with cargo is first down the ramp, followed by Han, Luke, Lando, Chewbacca and several Republic officers.

HAN: Air’s better than it should be after all this time. Maintenance droids must still be working. LANDO: These ships were built to last. HAN: You, Chewie, Anselm, Tomrus. Take the sled and check out engineering. Me and Luke’ll check the bridge.

The Republic group splits up as Han directed and head off in separate directions.

INT. DREADNAUGHT – BRIDGE

The blast doors open into the Dreadnaught’s bridge. It seems perfectly normal…except that it’s empty. Other than that, everything appears brand new. Han and Luke share an uncomfortable look as they walk in. Han lifts a comlink to his mouth.

HAN: Lando, we’re here. No obvious damage. What’s it like back there?

INT. DREADNAUGHT – ENGINEERING

Lando responds as he watches the Republic men and Chewbacca working over the massive engines.

LANDO: Not too good. Six of the eight main power converters are out of alignment. This particular ship ain’t going anywhere without an complete overhaul.

INT. DREADNAUGHT – BRIDGE

HAN: Yeah, big surprise. LUKE: Han… (points) Look.

Luke is pointing just above the blast doors, where the ship’s dedication plaque is fastened. The name “Katana” is readable.

HAN: Nice. WEDGE: (on comm) Luke, Han, we’ve got incoming. Looks like our people.

Han and Luke are startled at this. Another voice comes over the comlink.

VIRGILIO: (on comm) To all personnel on the Dreadnaught and all starfighters, this is the New Republic Frigate Quenfis. You and your entire party are under arrest. Return to your own vessel and prepare to surrender.

Luke’s mouth tightens. Han’s face twists in an “Oh, really?” way.

INT. FRIGATE QUENFIS – GUEST QUARTERS

A luxurious suite, with an entire wall of windows open to the view of the ships outside. Leia and Talon are sitting across from Fey’yla, who smugly sneers at a seething Leia and then speaks into a comm station.

FEY’YLA: I don’t think they’ll take you seriously, Captain. Launch your X-Wing squadrons.

From the window, we can see the X-Wings launch.

VIRGILIO: (on P.A.) Captain Solo, this is Captain Virgilio. Please respond. WEDGE: (on P.A.) This is Wing Commander Wedge Antilles of Rogue Squadron. May I ask your authorization to order our arrest? FEY’YLA: Allow me, Captain. (speaks up) This is Councilor Borsk Fey’yla. Though I doubt you’re aware of it, Captain Solo is operating illegally. Neither he or his group were cleared to come out here. WEDGE: (on P.A.) Huh? Our orders to come out here came from Councilor Organa-Solo!FEY’YLA: And this arrest order comes directly from Mon Mothma.

A moment.

WEDGE: (on P.A.) Can you prove that? FEY’YLA: I have the warrant right here. Come aboard and you can read it. VIRGILIO: (on P.A.) Wedge, as your superior officer, I order you to surrender.

Another moment. Leia’s trying not to chuckle.

WEDGE: (on P.A.) What if I refuse? HAN: (on P.A.) Forget it, Wedge, this ain’t worth a court-martial. Go on, we don’t need you anymore. Nice talking to ya, Fey’yla. FEY’YLA: Solo! SOLO!! (glares at Leia) Put him back on!!LEIA: (amused) Sorry. He won’t listen to anyone when he’s like this. FEY’YLA: (a ominous note in his voice) I’m only going to ask you one more time --

Sirens begin wailing. Out the window, a Star Destroyer leaps into view and decelerates rapidly. It’s heading straight for the Dreadnaughts.

FEY’YLA: (looking about frantically) WHAT?!?TALON: (to himself) Here we go....

EXT. SPACE

The Rogues’ X-Wings streak off toward the Star Destroyer.

VIRGILIO: (V.O. over comm) Wedge, get back here now! WEDGE: (V.O. over comm) The hell we will! Let’s go, Rogues!


Fey’yla stares out at the scene.

FEY’YLA: (to himself) They’re attacking...? Are they insane? LEIA: No, they’re providing cover! Look!

EXT. SPACE

A close shot of the Star Destroyer reveals several large stormtrooper transports launching from the hangar bay.


LEIA: We need to back them up. Captain Virgilio -- FEY’YLA: Captain Virgilio, set course for Coruscant. Jump to hyperspeed when ready.

Leia’s eyes widen, and her jaw drops. Karrde keeps silent and watches the scene outside.

VIRGILIO: (disbelief) Sir --

Fey’yla fist slams down on the comm before Virgilio can speak again.

LEIA: (jumps to her feet) You’re abandoning them?!?FEY’YLA: If they insist on defying my authority -- LEIA: To HELL with your authority! Mon Mothma didn’t anticipate this! That’s my husband and brother out there --

Suddenly, Fey’yla has a blaster in his hand. And that blaster is pointed right at Leia’ swollen belly.

FEY’YLA: (icy calm) We will retreat. And neither you, nor anyone else, are going to change that.

INT. STAR DESTROYER JUDICATOR – BRIDGE

Alarm sirens are going off through the bustling bridge. An officer looks up from the crew pit at the ship’s captain.

OFFICER #1: Sir, we read life forms on only one of the Dreadnaughts. CAPTAIN: That’s where we’ll move, then. Launch two TIE squadrons to cover the boarding ships, and contact the Chimaera. Inform the Grand Admiral we have engaged the enemy.

INT. DREADNAUGHT KATANA -- BRIDGE

LUKE: Shouldn’t we be going? HAN: We’re not leaving. (using comlink) Lando, what’s the turbolasers look like back there? LANDO: (on comm) You’ve got one shot at best.

Han moves to the console, where a pair of Rebel techs are looking it over. . HAN: It’d better count. Here we go....

He works the controls --

EXT. SPACE

The Katana fires a salvo of turbolasers at the group of boarding ships. Most are wiped out; the others continue to approach the docking bay.


The console is suddenly sparking and smoking. One of the techs uses macrobinoculars to look outside the ship.

TECH #1: You took out five of ‘em! HAN: That’s it for that game.

He motions to everyone in the room to follow him out as he speaks into his comlink.

HAN: (into comlink) Lando, get ready for boarders. Meet us at the main corridor outside the docking bay. We’ll see what kind of defense we can set up. LANDO: (on comm) Right. LUKE: Forty-to-one odds -- this had better be some defense. HAN: Never tell me the odds.

Han checks his wristwatch as they leave the bridge.

HAN: Besides…you never know when the odds are gonna change…

The bridge doors shut behind them.

INT. DREADNAUGHT QUENFIS – GUEST QUARTERS

Leia and Talon are being held at gunpoint. Fey’yla is now sitting across from them, the blaster still pointed at them. Talon’s using a datapad, seemingly unruffled by the situation. An all-out battle between the X-Wings and the Star Destroyer can be seen raging outside.

LEIA: You cold-blooded bastard...

Fey’yla presses a button on the table, activating the comm system.

FEY’YLA: (hits comm) Captain, how long to lightspeed? VIRGILIO: (on comm) Another minute, maybe two.

Fey’yla turns off the comm, signified by a light on the table console going off.

FEY’YLA: You were saying, Councilor? LEIA: There wouldn’t be a New Republic if it weren’t for those people out there. You really want the Empire to get their hands on my family? On Rogue Squadron? You want them interrogated, tortured, killed?? All out of petty spite?!?TALON: You don’t get it, Leia. Fey’yla doesn’t give a damn about family or heroes. He has other priorities.

He casually puts the datapad on the arm of Leia’s chair as he speaks. Leia instinctively glances down at it.

The datapad says: TURN ON THE COMM!!

Leia looks over at the table, narrowing her eyes. The Force theme plays....

The light on the table console comes on. Fey’yla doesn’t notice it, so intent is his gaze on Karrde. INT. FRIGATE QUENFIS -- BRIDGE

The crew of the Quenfis looks up as the intercom comes on.

TALON: (on comm) All Fey’yla wants... all he’s ever wanted... is power. He’s running away from this fight because he’s packed this ship full of his supporters. And he can’t afford to lose a single one. LEIA: (on comm) His supporters?

INT. FRIGATE QUENFIS -- BRIDGE

TALON: Mm-hmm. That’s why he stalled for time. So he could shift duty assignments around, and make sure that everyone aboard was fully loyal to him. He can’t lose them over something as outdated as loyalty, especially after working so hard to make it look like he actually cared for the fighting man.

Leia looks at Fey’yla with revulsion.

LEIA: That’s all this was?

INT. FRIGATE QUENFIS – BRIDGE

LEIA: (on comm.) That’s the only reason you’ve acted like you were on the military’s side? It was all just a play for political power? FEY’YLA: (on comm, scornfully) Of course. What other use are soldiers to a politician?

The crew reacts visibly.


LEIA: So that’s why you don’t care if Luke, Han, or Rogue Squadron die. Because they’ll never be loyal to you. FEY’YLA: No one cares if their enemies die. And anyone who’s not on my side... is my enemy.

The door suddenly opens to the outer corridor. Captain Virgilio is there, flanked by a pair of armed guards, aiming a blaster at Fey’yla.

VIRGILIO: DROP IT!!

Startled, Fey’yla drops the blaster. Virgilio moves near the comm.

VIRGILIO: All hands, battle stations!

A new alarm buzzes.

FEY’YLA: (shocked) Wh-what....VIRGILIO: (cold) Some of us don’t consider “loyalty” to be all that outdated.

Fey’yla sinks back on the seat, stunned.

VIRGILIO: Lock him in his quarters. GUARD: Yes, sir!

The guards haul Fey’yla up and pull him out of the room.

FEY’YLA: You’re wasting your time! It’s a lost cause! VIRGILIO: That’s what they said about the Rebellion.

The door shuts behind Fey’yla and the guards.

LEIA: (whisper to Talon) Thank you. VIRGILIO: I’d like you two to join me on the bridge. We’ve called for help, but it’ll be a while.

INT. STAR DESTROYER CHIMAERA – THRAWN’S QUARTERS

Thrawn (seated) and Pellaeon (standing alongside) follow the battle on the tactical display. The Frigate starts launching X-Wings to join the Rogues. The dropships are almost at the Dreadnaught.

THRAWN: They’ve responded faster than I expected. PELLAEON: Karrde must have been generous. I recommend we assist. The Rebellion may have reinforcements on the way. THRAWN: Good idea. (hits comm) Bridge, this is Thrawn. Set course back to the Katana fleet.

A few seconds pass... without the usual acknowledgement of orders.

THRAWN: Bridge??

Nothing. Thrawn gets up.

THRAWN: Come with me.


Thrawn and Pellaeon are disturbed at the sight on the bridge: The officers are standing rock-still, catatonic, seemingly frozen in time. Pellaeon quickly checks a side display that’s beeping for attention.

PELLAEON: There’s a Frigate en route to us. One of ours. They insist on speaking with you.

A moment. Thrawn narrows his eyes, and waves for Pellaeon to activate the comm.

THRAWN: This is Thrawn. Master C’Baoth, I presume? C’BAOTH: (on comm) I would speak with you. Now. THRAWN: We’re on our way to assist the Judicator. After that -- C’BAOTH: NOW, Grand Admiral!!

A moment.

PELLAEON: (whisper) It’ll take at least fifteen minutes to bring him aboard.

Thrawn hisses some air between his teeth.

THRAWN: (stiffly) Captain, inform the Peremptory to go assist the Judicator. C’BAOTH: Thank you, Grand Admiral.

The officers all suddenly gasp and collapse to the ground in a dead faint.

C’BAOTH: I appreciate your generosity.

The comm goes off.

THRAWN: Well.... (turns to face Pellaeon) It may be time to reconsider our arrangement with Master C’Baoth. Very carefully reconsider.

EXT. SPACE

Several TIE Interceptors launch from the Star Destroyer’s hangar bay. The X-Wings (now joined by reinforcements from the Quenfis) are forced to battle them one-on-one. They manage to destroy all but one of the dropships…but the last one makes it up into the Katana’s docking bay.

INT. DREADNAUGHT KATANA – DOCKING BAY

Several dozen stormtroopers exit the dropship the instant it lands next to the Corvette. They move out, weapons ready.

INT. DREADNAUGHT KATANA – CORRIDOR

The blast doors to the docking bay open, and the first stormtroopers step into the corridor. As they do, the opening doors trip a booby-trapped ceiling that crashes down on the armored soldiers. On opposite sides of the corridor, the Rebel defenders open fire on the soldiers.

INT. DREADNAUGHT KATANA – DOCKING BAY

As the firefight continues nearby, a stormtrooper waves to his fellows. A group of them split off and towards a side door.

INT. DREADNAUGHT KATANA -- CORRIDOR

The Rebel group are being forced back by attacking stormtroopers. There’s just too many to take on in one whack. Luke shakes his head.

HAN: What??LUKE: They’re splitting up – trying to flank us! HAN: Lando, you and Chewie fall back to the bridge! Take out as many as you can! LANDO: Got it!

Lando, Chewie and the Rebel techs head down a side passage. Luke and Han continue back.

INT. DREADNAUGHT KATANA – CREW QUARTERS CORRIDOR

The two continue their strategic retreat into a small cross-corridor with several tightly spaced doors indicating crew quarters. Han takes a look behind them -- and turns to run over to where a primitive scout walker is sitting atop a pile of junk.

LUKE: (holding back shots with his ‘saber) What is it? HAN: An old scout walker. LUKE: How’d it get here?!

Han climbs atop the moldy old walker.

HAN: Probably someone brought it out of storage during the hive virus thing that killed everyone. Either trying to protect the bridge or just gone crazy themselves. Get behind me!

Luke runs behind the scout walker. Now on top, Han forces open the hatch… and moans.

LUKE: Now what? HAN: (sounding a little sick) You don’t want to know.

He jumps in.

LUKE: They’re coming!!

He hits the deck. As the stormtroopers come into view, the walker’s weapons fire, systematically sweeping the corridor. Most of the troopers are smashed to bits, the others flee. The hatch opens, billowing out smoke, and Han comes out.

HAN: Let’s rejoin Lando and Chewie ‘fore they figure out this thing’s broke!

INT. STAR DESTROYER JUDICATOR -- BRIDGE

Controlled chaos. Officers running from station to station.

CAPTAIN: Order Squadrons Five and Six to stand by. Anything further on the Peremptory? OFFICER: Seven minutes away. CAPTAIN: Full speed ahead! Shields at full strength; turbolasers stand ready. Inform the leader of the boarding party I want that Dreadnaught in Imperial hands now! OFFICER: Yes sir --

The ship shakes violently. Out the window, various ships of different configurations pop into view.

EXT. SPACE

The mystery ships open fire on the Star Destroyer. Leading the charge is a familiar ship – the Wild Karrde.

INT. STAR DESTROYER JUDICATOR -- BRIDGE

OFFICER: Pirate ships! Eighteen of them -- freighter class and smaller! CAPTAIN: Come around to 271, aft turbolasers fire on the pirates and launch remaining squadrons!

EXT. SPACE

As the pirate ships continue their assault on the Star Destroyer, a Z-95 Headhunter (a primitive, two-winged forerunner of the X-Wing) joins the battle against the TIE fighters.

INT. HEADHUNTER COCKPIT

The pilot of the Headhunter turns out to be none other than Mara Jade.

MARA: Jade to Karrde -- you there?


Talon and Leia have now joined Captain Virgilio on the bridge.

TALON: Karrde here, Mara, thank you. MARA: (on comm) That Star Destroyer’s moving in. We won’t be able to hold it back for long. LEIA: Mara, this is Leia. We have a strike cruiser on the way. MARA: The Imperials have backup coming too. This is no time for heroics. Get your people off the Dreadnaught and get out of here --

EXT. SPACE

Suddenly, three Dreadnaughts leap into view --


The people on the bridge react to the sight. Three more Dreadnaughts appear in space above and behind the first group.

MARA: (on comm) That’s it, Karrde! Get out of here now!!BEL IBLIS: (on comm) Attention, New Republic forces --

INT. DREADNAUGHT BRIDGE

Garm Bel Iblis stands inside a replica of the Katana’s bridge, with Sena and Irenez visible among the crew.

BEL IBLIS: This is Senator Garm Bel Iblis, aboard the warship Peregrine. May I offer our assistance?


Everyone on the bridge is rocked by this announcement.

LEIA: I... I thought you were dead! BEL IBLIS: (on comm) Leia? Good to hear your voice again! Was all this your idea? LEIA: Han’s, I think.

INT. DREADNAUGHT PEREGRINE -- BRIDGE

Bel Iblis is disappointed to hear this, and chooses his next words carefully.

BEL IBLIS: Oh... so this wasn’t an official request? LEIA: (on comm) It is now! Glad to have you along.

Bel Iblis grins at this.

BEL IBLIS: Then let’s do some damage.

EXT. SPACE

Bel Iblis’s Dreadnaughts join in the attack on the Star Destroyer. The smaller ships pummel the warship with ion cannons.


Talon walks next to Leia and speaks quietly.

TALON: Mara’s right. As soon as you can, you’d better get those guys off the Katana. LEIA: We can’t let the Empire have the fleet....TALON: I take it you haven’t done a count out there.

Leia’s face goes ashen.

LEIA: (whisper) what....? TALON: (bitter) I did while you were talking to Fey’yla earlier. Out of two hundred ships, there’s maybe fifteen left out there. I underestimated Thrawn, Leia. I didn’t think he’d get the location out of Hoffner this fast. I’m sorry.

Leia slumps back into a chair, shivering.

LEIA: I’m sorry for Hoffner.

TALON: (cold) Don’t be. The only torture device that could have worked that fast is cold, hard cash.

Leia takes a deep breath, trying not to cry.

LEIA: You’re right. (to Virgilio) Captain, as soon as those TIEs are neutralized, I want a landing party to get our men off the Katana -- VIRGILIO: (points out the window) Too late.

A second Star Destroyer has joined the first.

EXT. SPACE

It’s become utter chaos. Together, the two Imperial warships are more than a match for the combined forces of Karrde and Bel Iblis.

AVES: (V.O.) Withdraw! Withdraw!

INT. HEADHUNTER COCKPIT

MARA: Withdraw to where?!?

EXT. SPACE

Mara’s ship gets nailed by a turbolaser shot. An ejection seat flies out of the fireball – and takes a full shot from a Dreadnaught’s ion cannon, just as a TIE explodes next to it, obscuring it from our view --

INT. DREADNAUGHT KATANA – CORRIDOR OUTSIDE BRIDGE

Han and Luke rejoin Lando, Chewbacca and the tech crew in the corridor outside the bridge, blocking and shooting back at troopers all the way. Luke suddenly falls to his knees, wincing in pain.

HAN: (shocked) Kid?? LUKE: (whisper) mara…

Han is a little stunned as a tear runs down Luke’s cheek. He looks like he just lost his best friend, instead of his would-be killer.

HAN: (gently) We can’t help her now. Come on.

He pulls Luke against the wall, where a wounded tech is being treated by another.

LANDO: We’re stuck! There’s ten of ‘em left -- we can’t hold this bridge!

Luke braces himself and ignites his lightsaber again.

LUKE: Get in the bridge. I’ll handle this. LANDO: You’ll what??LUKE: Get going!

Luke stands tall as the Rebels all run/are carried into the bridge. At the far end of the corridor, the stormtroopers come into view before a window. They open fire, and Luke deflects the shots.

LUKE: Close the door on my mark!

The troopers come closer –

LUKE: NOW!!

Luke throws his lightsaber like a spear down the corridor as he ducks back into the bridge. The stormtroopers duck, and the lasersword sails past them -- and blows out the window. With a deafening roar, the window explodes outward into space, sucking air and stormtroopers alike after it. The lightsaber flies back into Luke’s hand just as the bridge doors close.


Our heroes catch their breath. Luke looks out the window at the battle raging beyond.

LUKE: We’ve gotta help them. HAN: How? We can’t fight, we can’t maneuver...

Han suddenly realizes something, and runs back to the console.

LANDO: That’s not gonna get us anywhere! HAN: The whole reason the Katana fleet disappeared in the first place was that the dying crew went nuts and made a random jump. LANDO: (gets it) The other ships were slave-circuited to the main one – this one! Where it went, they all went. HAN: So you see, we don’t have to go anywhere --

He makes some quick adjustments…and then, taking a deep breath, pushes a lever forward.

EXT. SPACE

One of the Katana fleet starts moving, picking up speed.

INT. DREADNAUGHT KATANA – BRIDGE

Lando has joined Han at the console.

LANDO: Got one! 43.20! Come around 15 degrees portside and down a hair!

Han nods as he adjusts the ship’s heading.

LUKE: Fire control monitors are out. HAN: I don’t need ‘em.

He throws another lever to full.

EXT. SPACE

As the other ships get out of the way, the old Dreadnaught barrels toward the Judicator on a collision course.

INT. STAR DESTROYER JUDICATOR BRIDGE

The crew panics, dives for cover --

EXT. SPACE

The Dreadnaught smashes head-on into the Star Destroyer. The two ships become a massive fireball.

INT. STAR DESTROYER PEREMPTORY – BRIDGE

The captain of the other Star Destroyer stares in shock at the fireball.

CAPTAIN: RETREAT!!

EXT. SPACE

With small fires burning along its’ sides, the Star Destroyer begins to turn away from the other ships, and then leaps into hyperspace.

SLOW WIPE TO:

EXT. SPACE

The Force theme plays as Luke’s X-Wing comes to a stop... near a drifting ejection seat. The canopy opens, and a fully spacesuited Luke floats out, reaching out with one arm. The straps on the ejection seat come loose, and the suited Mara floats limply across the void, into Luke’s arms. Luke looks over at Artoo. The canopy closes, and the X-Wing orients itself where Luke can grab at the wing. The X-Wing starts slowly towards the Katana, pulling Luke and Mara with it. INT. STAR DESTROYER CHIMAERA – THRAWN’S QUARTERS

A sour Thrawn and Pellaeon are facing C’Baoth.

THRAWN: Thanks to you, I’ve lost a perfectly good Star Destroyer and its’ entire crew. I hope you’re satisfied. C’BAOTH: Don’t blame your incompetence on me. Perhaps it’d be you dead out there if I hadn’t intervened.

Pellaeon puts himself one step closer to the ysalamiri coiled atop Thrawn’s chair.

THRAWN: Why are you here?

C’Baoth smiles smugly, as he surveys the holosculptures in the room.

C’BAOTH: You made certain promises to me. I’ve come to make sure those promises are kept, and that I become too important to be, shall we say... conveniently forgotten? Therefore, I shall soon be returning to Wayland... to take personal control of your Mount Tantiss project.

Pellaeon gasps. Thrawn’s eyes are blazing with tightly controlled rage.

C’BAOTH: Yes, I know all about it. Despite your attempts to hide it from me. (booming, echoing voice) I have become powerful since I left Wayland, Grand Admiral. The Force is my servant. The circle has closed, and the Jedi will rise again.

Thrawn slowly rises to his feet.

THRAWN: You are my servant. And even you are not indispensable to me.

C’Baoth’s eyebrows rise, and a maniacal grin splits his face. Pellaeon shivers.

C’BAOTH: (softly) On the contrary. I am not your servant anymore. And as of now, I am all that is not indispensable to you.

He looks over at the tactical display.

C’BAOTH: Let us discuss the new arrangements... of our Empire.

Thrawn, his face showing a trace of fear for the first time, sinks back in his chair.


Han is standing alone, looking down at... something. Luke (now in his Jedi clothes) walks into the bridge and joins him.

HAN: She gonna be all right? LUKE: Yeah. She’s got a bad concussion, though. Leia’s taking her back to Coruscant for treatment.

Luke looks down at what Han’s gazing at.

HAN’s POV: Lots of dead stormtroopers, lined up on the ground. All without their helmets.

All with identical faces.

LUKE: Oh no… HAN: That’s what I said. LUKE: I don’t suppose there’s any chance of a mistake…HAN: (shakes his head) Leia’s doing a genetic check, but…I don’t think so. LUKE: (whisper) So that’s it. Somehow Thrawn found some cloning cylinders and got them working. HAN: Which means it’s not gonna take him years to find a crew for the Katana fleet. He’ll only need a few months. Maybe not even that long. LUKE: I’ve got a really bad feeling about this...

EXT. SPACE

The Katana, and the Quenfis. All alone in space.

HAN: (V.O.) Yeah. Join the club.

In a reverse powers-of-ten shot, we move farther and farther away from the two ships, until they are mere specks into an endless void. Music builds --

IRIS OUT

CLOSING CREDITS OVER STAR FIELD

THE END

Screenplay by CHRISTOPHER G. MCELROY

Story by TIMOTHY ZAHN

Executive Producer GEORGE LUCAS

Sound Design BEN BURTT

Music by JOHN WILLIAMS

CAST

Luke Skywalker MARK HAMILLHan Solo HARRISON FORDLeia Organa-Solo CARRIE FISHERLando Calrissian BILLY DEE WILLIAMSSee-Threepio (C-3P0) ANTHONY DANIELSChewbacca PETER MAYHEWGrand Admiral Thrawn ALAN RICKMANCaptain Gilad Pellaeon DAVID BURKEMara Jade SHANNON BASKATalon Karrde KRIS KRISTOFFERSONJoruus C’Baoth DONALD SUTHERLAND

SUPPORTING CAST

Artoo-Detoo (R2-D2) KENNY BAKERMon Mothma CAROLINE BLAKISTONBorsk Fey’yla TIM CURRYGarm Bel Iblis SEAN CONNERYWedge Antilles DENIS LAWSONAdmiral Ackbar TIM ROSENiles Ferrier BILL PAXTONWinter CATHERINE ZETA-JONESAves BILLY-BOB THORNTONSena MARINA SIRTISIrenez KATHLEEN TURNERNoghri Maitrakh JUDI DENCHKharbarakh

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